Falling in Love

autumnal offer:
 a windy, sunny lunch stroll
 in my favorite park
 
 

Silver Lining Lunch Date

clouds can’t cover blue
 with a reflection like this
 waiting to bathe joy
 
 

Introverted Beauty

a lonely park walk
 can rejuvenate the soul
 (my soul needs flowers)
 
 

Call to Prayer

it isn’t church,
 but a Sunday morning sunshine ride–
 a line of bikes glistening in waning summer heat,
 with shout-outs as loud as a preacher who
 calls his parishioners to God:
 
 Bike up!
 Bike back!
 Slowing!
 Gravel on the path!
 Car up!
 Clear!

 
 the words trickle down the line,
 heated breaths repeating them
 so loud that even prairie dogs
 stand at attention to hear.
 
 and we wrap ourselves
 in blue-sky calorie burning
 led by a fast-paced 78-year-old man,
 just as forgiving for our
 missed turns and flat tires
 as the best of His missionaries.
 
 

Rediscovering Respect

after a long walk
 sun silences the screaming
 ringing in my ears
 

Turning Ten

weekend of parties
 (double digits come just once)
 baby’s growing up
 
 

For Your 39th: Solitude

celebrating us
 with a long walk in the woods
 (away from it all)
 


silence is golden
 when resting feet at sunset
 (your birthday present)
 


the breeze reminds me:
 i drove twenty-one hours
 to find this beauty
 


better than the beach:
 that grin on your face; these views;
 hard-earned sore muscles
 


thank you for crazy–
 (the long drive, the longer walk,
 another “us” year)

Pedal to Petal

baby blooms her legs
 on a twenty-mile trek
 through city of dreams
 
 

Battle Cry

sometimes the best words
 remain trapped behind the view
 of silent cycling
 
 

Ignite It

just capture this light
 bright enough to block the night
 and fight the good fight