i am not here now
forever staring at screens.
i am here. on skis.
poetry
Naked and True
i’ll grasp this aspen
framed by its own starry night
when i need some peace

Reach for It
an exhausting day
with my spirit-week “jersey”
and this fake smile

hidden by these masks
that have broken our world
like a rootless orchid

but this cat. this cat.
a soft purrfection presence
worth a real grin.

Little Girl Gone
my baby skiing
breaking my heart in these trees
(not such a baby)

she skis black diamonds
from the top of the mountain
to her mama’s soul


Steamboat: Gains and Losses
i'll write a haiku
as easy as this damn day
filled with lines. and love.

you will never know
how hard i've tried to earn this.
you can taste the snow.

you can taste blue sky.
it comes in moments, this love.
moments found on slopes.
Powfect
a powder escape
from the harsh reality
of everyday life

Ski Reality
powder power pulls
relentlessly through the snow
bringing us to light

not what i had planned
(before we were so broken)
yet bright, all the same

Fluffy. Light. Mine.
why, yes, i bought cups
to go with my nespresso
(luxury at home)

For Me?
our symbolic cat
sitting by his empty plate
waiting for his love

Candied
always the baker
coming up with concoctions
to sweeten our lives
