it’s not fall here yet
because climate change gifts drought
(endless heat and sun)
yet, the trees persist.
they tell us what we don’t know
with perfect colors.
Red Sky at Morning, Climate Gives Warning
poetry
Mother of Three
i have said it all
and i can finally move on.
that is all. check mate.
Stand Still this Moment
all i need today:
my cooperative puppy
who just bit me once
because of the bone
i bribed him to sit still
he is now a Jedi
Warm Yet Cool
October roses
shouldn’t still be bursting blooms
alas, climate change
Heartbreak #109 for Year 2020
arriving today:
my kids who text me daily
my kids, yes, my kids
did she read my words?
did she see what i just wrote?
alas, i’m tired
i want to see them
just as he does, biking there
in the midst of lunch
seeing their faces,
having a conversation
without this damn screen
Prickly and Hot
Monday is cactus
trying to create flowers
in the desert sun
Yes, I Decorated
i wait for Halloween
knowing it’s just not the same
without little ones
Road Rays
sunrise to sunset
with a step in history
to bring us back home
Atardecer a Nuestro Viaje
sunset petroglyph
lighting up our last night here
with teens who smile
Flight Plan
possibilities
rest in moments we strive for,
moments we drive for
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