home isn’t determined by birth or naturebut by relationships that carry us throughthe adventures we face with hope or fear,the unknowns that awake in morning dew.aurora, moonglow, and sunny light beam:the shine of friendship guides us through the gloom.it’s the seal that gathers life at its seams.it’s the rich earth allowing flowers to bloom,building offContinue reading “Friendship’s Glow”
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Sunshine Kayak
under glistening sunlight, we won’t look back,for our sister’s river tripwe can’t fail to pack:three children’s lifejackets,plus spares for the cousins,the little blue coolerwith its bag of crushed ice,cherry tomatoes from the garden,and all that beef jerky,cucumbers, cheese,and our favorite summer sausage,way too much water,and not enough beer,SPF 60 for mom,but SPF 30 for theContinue reading “Sunshine Kayak”
Glacial Wonders
They call them “glacial potholes”.I wonder, why not something more majestic?not something I giggle over –as if we need more potholes in Wisconsin–but true to their ancient legacy,from when glaciers concealed this place, and then, further back to when thick lava oozed to form these warbly basalt cragsthat hid beneath the sand and ice thatContinue reading “Glacial Wonders”
MaMaWriMo
I belong to a Facebook group of mothers who are also writers, and they celebrate “Mama” WriMo every August in place of November’s NaNoWriMo. I think this concept is brilliant and, even though August isn’t the best time for me to do a lot of writing (it’s lesson-planning, back-to-school month), I was able to sneakContinue reading “MaMaWriMo”
Love vs. Hate
It starts as a trickling streamflooding into a swampy mirehatred thick with lava firegrowing turmoil in the unseenflooding into a swampy mireit starts as a trickling streamIt starts a whisper of songa hopeful, budding melodylove’s verses growing freeat the chorus, we join alonga hopeful, budding melodyit starts as a whisper of song I wrote thisContinue reading “Love vs. Hate”
Go with the Flow
when I page through memories with you,water always takes the stage:a glistening ocean under equatorial sun, a waterfall dive after too much fun, hand-in-hand in the moonlight with toes dipping as stars take flight, muddling through currents with flip-flops on, splashing through the river and my paddle– gone, hopelessly, helplessly,happy memories flow by as weContinue reading “Go with the Flow”
Lawn Chairs at Twilight
The croaking frogs sing a lullaby at twilight, harmonizing the pop of sticks crumbling in the campfire. Lake Superior hums beneath it all, carrying the song in waves and dancing stones, in splashes and gentle crashes. prologue to moonlight summer’s lasting solstice glow stay with me awhile I wrote this poem for the Wea’ve WrittenContinue reading “Lawn Chairs at Twilight”
Rainbows in the Morning
I’ll paint the sky in technicolor ifyou dance in the rain. Youskip rocks under waterfalls and tellme songs about shadows. Theraindrops coated the truththat the sun was golden and youdidn’t need an umbrella. I don’thave the answers and they don’t havethe time, but you don’t have toremind me. We’ll rememberrainbows in the morning if anything.Continue reading “Rainbows in the Morning”
Night and Day
night day asleep then awake we give and we take smoothing out the imperfections placing new threads onto the loom and clutching the moon day night embrace deviate a cycle of fate weaving lush stories in our wake transferring tapestries to the places we create night day alive and awake fully captivate interlacing threads ofContinue reading “Night and Day”
Zigzag
We’re tracing our handprintsin sand, pulling feet from concrete footprints.We’re slipping through the silt, plunging headstrongthrough the river.We’re foraging through moss and leaves, forming futures in the foliage.We’re embers of yesterday’s memories, tracing our handprints in sand. I’ve written this poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt at the Skeptic’s Kaddish; this week’s prompt wasContinue reading “Zigzag”
Words and Coffee Writing 