fifteen years later
we’ve shed skin and given in
to a new season
a simple purchase
buys hundreds of outdoor nights
in this land of love
poetry
Love this Block
our new house beauty
lies in small flowers, short walks,
and friendly neighbors
We Always Want What We Can’t Have
moaning indoor cat
dreaming of an outdoor life
full of danger, joy
Two Inches So Far
vegan for the day
sore from aerobics; have hope.
all i need for now
Heavenly Blend
light snow falls all day
clouds under skis, sky mountain
soft on aching heart
At the Bottom of this Pool
in mineral baths
i mock a tropical life
(yet i’m still so cold)
the snow drives us home
a lion-like March exit
to freeze my failure
nothing can replace
all the hours without them
now bathed with worse score
Branching Out
Spanglish park play date
joy found amongst las ramas
friend language rooted
(questionable choice–
my student’s family, my girls–
here we cross borders)
Rebirth
lamb ham holiday
family walk through neighborhood
sun brought back from snow
No Matter How Hard
the teacher’s spring break:
finishing apathy’s work
with my daughters’ hands
Spaniards
Spaniards, of course, lead
talking through the lispy night
keep me from writing
Step Write Up 