September brings a new beginning, the start of a new year, my own birthday near to the high holidays, days when the gates swing open, and...

Outside the day has turned to cold gray rain and spring rolled back to a late winter sky. But oh the light. the light against the tender...

It is not lying around It is not maintaining one position It is not counting breaths although counting breaths helps to get to a certain...

Weeding. #poetrymonth

The light belies the cold. Even with six inches of snow on the ground, even with temperatures barely rising above 20 F there is no doubt...

Hoosier Landscape in Snow.

I have been home for four days following our two week sojourn in Peru. It was a truly wonderful trip in many aspects, not just the places...

I am having coca tea just off the plaza in Ollantaytambo . We have been traveling 5, or is it 6 days and therein lies my point. Time ...

Last night in my dream I saw a glacier out the window. It invited me to walk on it, it’s name was murphy’s glacier. When I turned from...

When my children were young and my days full of constant juggling I would take moment in the darkening and walk outside to look up at the...

Today I have an overwhelming urge to do nothing. To sit and let the day pass by, the sky shift from pale cloudless blue to a morass of...

The happenstance of blue.

I have been writing a poem a day in honor of national poetry month. Four of us who write together weekly have been sharing these online...

Making Soup.

Turnings.

Much of the reason I started this blog is give myself a mandate to practice writing something in a short prose form addressed to a...

Unusual for me I woke with a visually, audibly clear dream. In this dream I tried to create things by thinking and imagining, I tried to...