moment

wait a moment
take a breath
wait a moment
see this moment as the entrance into your future
a point in time

a moment
hold this moment in your hand
fill it with silence, with calm,
all is calm, all is bright
a point in time

make a bright entrance into your future
in silence, in calm
this moment
fill it with breath
and move forward

First Week of Advent

Peace

wandering angels congregate
amongst the wind tossed cedars
filling the branches with wings and song
gloria gloria
peace be with you this day

Prince of Peace, a name we reach out to,
we call to, yearning for peace in our turbulent times
our turbulent minds
gloria gloria
peace be with you this day

peace be with you this day

First Sunday of Advent

Coming Soon – New Poetry Books!

From EVERDALE PUBLISHING

I am so happy to announce that I will have a new chapbook available for you soon as well as new tiny books of poetry.

The new chapbook is titled A Field Guide to Angels and will be available through lulu.com or you will be able to order it directly from me.

There are 4 new tiny books, Mornings on the Cove 1 and 2 and A Field Guide to the Constellations 1 and 2. These can be ordered in sets or singly, directly from me with PayPal. There are also a few of the previous tiny books still available, Love Poems and Lullaby, but the numbers are limited.

I am so excited to share these with you and hope you will enjoy them.

2015 Books

My two chapbooks, Festival of Lessons and Carols and Penelope to Her Husband, Poems of Myth and Fantasy, are still available from Everdale Publishing through lulu.com.

The first is a compilation of my December poems for the seasons of Advent, Christmas and the winter solstice, Festival of Lessons and Carols.
The second book is Penelope to Her Husband, Poems of Myth and Fantasy, a retelling of myths, faerie tales, fables, with old and new characters that I hope will charm you. A perfect gift for friends and family. Or for when you have those quiet moments to reflect on this wonderful time of year.

These are available at lulu.com

in your trembling hands

October evening 2

oh! how full of love
is the world-
our minds sometimes won’t let it just be
quiet and rested
in that knowledge.

But oh yes! that love-
even in the disquiet of our times
even in the anger and hate
and disloyalty, even
in the sadness and grief-
be sure
that that Love is there.

and if you can be very still
for just a moment
you can sense it
and hold it in your trembling hands.

hold it, even tear soaked and weak,
hold it there in
your trembling hands.

paper cranes

The path folds into itself,
an origami of leaf mold and gravel.
Its edges drift into stiff hedges of
deep dried grass,
shifting ever so slightly in the spring breeze-
fluttering like paper,
paper cranes
that fold their wings
and unfurl to fly.

Someone once folded a thousand cranes,
a symbol of peace or redemption or grace,
I forget which.
These cranes took flight
and flew with ibis and stork,
heron and egret,
until the fragile paper wings drifted slowly,
silently
into the flame,
consumed.

All that was left
was an origami of ash
for me to shovel into the garden
and work into the soil
to feed the roots
and nourish our souls,
with peace or redemption
or grace.

*** For Hiroshima Day of Remembrance, a poem written several years ago.