spring rain can’t stop us
from A-line’s call to freedom
escape found with love
Denver
Global Village
The Blues
Exhaust(ed)
in city blooms, petals drop
falling to pavement to be smashed by tires
ground into the street our souls walk on
their soft, lilting perfume gnawed by exhaust
just like your lack of denial
as fragile as a flower in mid-spring
silence swallowed up by gray skies and wind
clear mountain view blocked; exhausted
no matter how many miles i walk
you’ll never quite capture the right moment
when they blossom fearlessly, ready to stay
exhausted only by blue skies and sun
Antidepressant
Petals and Flakes
Love this Block
Branching Out
Plain Old Spring
Bipolar Weather
yesterday a run
in a cami under sun
today’s dawn… sun gone?
crazy cat attack
wishing winter would come back
two feet deep… too steep?
cookies baked, cake made
springtime sun pushes through shade
drive scraped clean… spring mean?
shifting weather here
spring teases, but winter’s near
snow spring… children sing.






























