"A Tragic Story"

Scalding Purple Horizons

I've been drifting
On an ocean of melting purple
Lonely, but never left alone
Searching for a safe port
Keeping hopeful vigil at the helm
Pushed beyond despair
By the scalding waves below
Until the April wind catches my sails
And brings me

...............To you

Sail with me
On this sea of fire
We'll navigate close to shore
To keep you safe from the blaze
I feel the heartwinds raging
Carrying hot gusts up into my eyes
I would let myself be blinded
Just for the moment
To sail these flames

...............With you

Inner visions
Promise of crystal spray
To my parched skin
The thought fills my mouth
With the sweet taste of caramel clouds
My hopes lie beyond strange horizons
The heartwinds continue to rage
Charring mast and rudder
A ship floundering
Succumbing to smelting heat
The bubbles of my purple ocean
Waiting and watching


It's you

........Alone

..............That sets me free

As I run my vessel ashore

Danse Haiku: Act V (Baseball Edition)

Scene 1

Road trip to the Bronx

Cheapest seats in the nosebleeds

Yankee Stadium

Scene 2

The crack of the bat!

To the center fielder's glove

Another loud out

Scene 3

Inactive dugout

Tarpaulin over diamond

Baseball game rained out

Jubilee Among the Trees (An Earth Day Birthday)

Ancient wood

Sanctuary of serenity

Kissed by spring’s tender breath

Dawn, a painter of subtle visions

Brushes the sky in fresh hues

Burnt sienna, apricot, magenta

Wildflowers show their faces

As she walks by

In recognition

Of her seventieth trip

Around the sun

The trails, strewn

With errant grass, zigzag vines

Flatten under the gait of carefree feet

Each step, a verse in the poetry of her life

Scribed in the ink of ageless blossoms

Her memories, an elaborate mosaic

Cherished colors, scents, sounds

A fox darts across her path

Its coat, a fiery Moroccan sunset

Eyes deep as forgotten wells

She recalls a night in Marrakech

Air, spicy and thick

With Imazighen stories

Around the flickering torchlight

Of her youth

Industrious and sprightly

A squirrel scampers up an oak

Cheeks bulging with bounty

Bringing to mind a crisp autumn

In New York’s Central Park

Where she watched the world

Whirl by in taxi cabs and carriages

Subway cars and buses

Unspooling reveries

In a ribbon

Of urban haze

Soon, a thrush’s melody

Cascades from the canopy above

Lyrical flurry, eighth-note snowflakes

Inspiring the reemergence

Of another treasured experience

Mountainside camp scene

Snow-veiled terrain

Whence birdsong

Was the sole canticle

To a brisk highland dawn

With each encounter

Her heart swells with nostalgia

Gratitude and tranquility

Pure joy of remembrance

The forest landscape, a poem

Each limb, a stanza

Each twig, a rhyme

A living gallery

Of whispered voices

Beside a stony brook

She settles on a weathered bench

Opens her tattered journal

Faithful companion through the decades

To chronicle years well-travelled

A world still unfolding in beauty and mystery

In cycles of seasons, times gone by

Journeys that lay ahead

This, her platinum jubilee

Has been a celebration

Of her enduring passions

As the sun climbs higher

Bathing the treetops in gold

She puts the pen

To a new page

And begins

To write

Poetry Street Zoom Feature - March 2024

Here is the video

of the Poetry Street Event

from March 30, 2024.

My feature begins at 23:20. 

There's also an encore at 1:46:24.

Enjoy!

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Hope Is the Thing with Feathers

Danse Haiku: Act IV (Easter Edition)

Scene 1

Sin debt paid in full

Empty tomb, the stone rolled back

Resurrection Day

Scene 2

Crown of thorns he wore

Sacrificed his life for us

Jesus Christ, our Lord

Scene 3

Easter Sunday dawns

Death defeated, He arose

Faith, hope, love reborn

There Was a Child Went Forth

Happy St. Patrick's Day (Haiku)

Corned beef & cabbage

Shamrocks and Celtic music

It's St. Patrick's Day!

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Daylight Saving Time (Haiku)

Daylight savings time

The clock springs forward one hour

Bring on the sunshine!