Sunday, March 31, 2024

 The ice thaws and cracks

Calmly the river begins

Winter drifts downstream

Saturday, March 30, 2024

 Guadalajara

Sweet jasmine climbs up the wall

Mariachis play

Friday, March 29, 2024

 I am yin and yang

Sometimes one or the other

Better both at once

Thursday, March 28, 2024

 Hasty daffodils

 A delicate glimpse of spring

As our youth - too brief


Wednesday, March 27, 2024

 I have forgotten

Birthdays and dreams and names

But seldom a song


Tuesday, March 26, 2024

 Spring never dies

Its progeny is summer

Bud to bright issue

Monday, March 25, 2024

 he sits on a box

with pen and pad - dog beside

verse for the asking

Sunday, March 24, 2024

 A quail tips it’s head

Full-throated - it sends a call

The banter begins

Saturday, March 23, 2024

 With little in hand

And some to share with others

Enough is a feast


Friday, March 22, 2024

Swirling gracefulness

The music becomes her form

She dances out loud

Thursday, March 21, 2024

 On a wave-drenched rock

A seabird raises its wings

Plying wind to rise




Wednesday, March 20, 2024

Instinctive design

Geometry of the hive

Perfect without plan


Tuesday, March 19, 2024

 Of pulse and power

I am made of the many

Of quiet and calm

Monday, March 18, 2024

 Where can they find peace

Compassed by the ghetto walls

Nothing left of home

Sunday, March 17, 2024

The oxymoron

Of indecent exposure

We’re born without shame

Saturday, March 16, 2024

 To be told one must

When there are so many ways

And none is more true

Friday, March 15, 2024

When nectar is spent

 The sound of petals falling

Announces the fruit

Thursday, March 14, 2024


a quail’s threefold song

as the day begins to warm

another responds

Wednesday, March 13, 2024

Invisible wall

That faith cannot penetrate

No ladders or gates

Tuesday, March 12, 2024

in orotund voice
the mockingbird wakes the day
then the finches join

Monday, March 11, 2024

There's true excitement

When the circus comes to town

Shall we run away?

Sunday, March 10, 2024

 Spring is a tunesmith

You can tell by how birds sing

New glee in their songs


Saturday, March 9, 2024

 why would i dismay

when there is no remedy

or when there is one

without the heavens

the lake would have no color

clouds nowhere to sail

 

Friday, March 8, 2024




A curtain of thin clouds
The moon rests on her cool back
An owl sends four hoots

Thursday, March 7, 2024

despite our penchants

 we're more same than different

more one than many

Wednesday, March 6, 2024

 in my prior life

before my lungs and mind filled

just mother's heartbeat

Tuesday, March 5, 2024

herded to the verge

refugees in their homeland

aggrieved and denied


Monday, March 4, 2024

 nothing from anger

or pride or envy or greed

that would be perfect

Sunday, March 3, 2024

 at the edge of land

the incessant sea crashes

salt wind in my face

Saturday, March 2, 2024

 of all becoming

i trust possibility

the beauty of chance

Friday, March 1, 2024

 the hungry children

[huddled in silence and fear]

are too weak to cry