Thursday, April 28, 2011

Simple Words

If only she knew
that isolation is not
the final answer.
A few simple words can mend
fragile bridges, linking ties.


Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Searching the Dark (a cinquain)

As I
reach out, she slips
back into the numbing
darkness; cold, desolate. Still I


Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Walking to Warmth

Put down the weight
of your aloneness.

Release isolation's heavy
grip on the soul,
for it longs to
bind your strength.

Ignore the voices of
doubt and fear which
threatens the spirit daily,
and welcome

A friend's warm voice,
helpful outstretched hands,
that gentle embrace which says,
'I'm here'.


Inspired by 'Everything is Waiting for You' by David Whyte:

Monday, April 25, 2011

Sharing (a cinquain)

poetic words
to those who will listen,
speaking the song of life to my


Sunday, April 24, 2011

What We Want

At some point,
we all venture through life
figuring out
what we want,

The path laid out for us
bending and weaving,
twisting and turning;

Our paths change
with every choice we make,
adapting to our lives.

It is never a straight line.
It was never meant to be.


Saturday, April 23, 2011

Rainy Day (a haiku)

Reading and watching
movies, living so carefree
on this rainy day.


Friday, April 22, 2011

Thursday Afternoon

Everything holds
a memory;

Flashes of interactions
and conversations

Break through with
each recovered note
and buried poem,

Their stories singing
to life once again
as each piece is unearthed,

The lessons and poetry
calling to me,
as if to say

'Remember these times.
They made your journey'.


Thursday, April 21, 2011

Variation on 'Hope is a Thing with Feathers'

Hope is the thing with feathers,
a soft, delicate creature
flying across the land.

Hope is that precious gift
one holds dear,
keeping those feathers
safe in a pocket;

A memento held dear
in order to dream,
and laugh,
and inspire.


--Inspired by 'Hope is a Thing with Feathers' by Emily Dickinson

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

What Enters

What enters is peace,
a calm wave
of energy
encouraging tranquility.

Stress tries
to make itself at home,
yet the peace comes in waves,

Its soothing energy
casting out
all negativity.

Peace is that
unstoppable gift
that continues to heal.


Tuesday, April 19, 2011


When I can't express
my true feelings,

I dream.

I dream of situations
changing for the better,

Gazing at the sky
to admire the
ever-changing ivory swirls;

Always changing,
always dreaming.


Monday, April 18, 2011

Weekend (a haiku)

A few days away,
sharing time with others while
a loved one moves on.


Late Evening (a haiku)

Cherry blossoms float
down to the soft earth bed on
this Sunday evening.


Sunday, April 17, 2011


Everything that matters is here,
not the criticisms or
judgements people hold.

Everything that matters is here;
transform old memories of
failure into lessons.

Look into the soul and
discover the child within.
Gaze into her fearless eyes.

Everything that matters is here.

--Inspired by the poem 'Everything That Matters' by Joy Harjo.

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Heading to Florida (a haiku)

She leaves for new life,
her spirits high as the clouds.
Adventure awaits.


Thursday, April 14, 2011


It can occur

Blanketing each aspect
of our lives

Before we are

It can occur
at a moment's notice,

Shaking our system
to the core

With little time
to react.

A natural part
of life;

Unexpected, eye-opening,


Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Spring Rain (a haiku)

Torrential rainfall
hits the ground one spring evening
as neighborhoods slept.


Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Persephone's Return

All over Morningside Heights
the branches spring to life,
flowers budding in
shades of
lilac, rose, and ivory.
Persephone marks her return
to our chilled land
In a swift burst
of color.


Monday, April 11, 2011


I lay down that hesitation,
the nagging seed
of doubt that

Invades my mind at
the least opportune

I lay down that fear,
the frequent chant
of 'I can't' that

Threatens to drown
out any progress
I've made.

I pick up my soul,
unlocking the door
of my cage,

Walking out toward
the shining rays
of possibility.


Sunday, April 10, 2011

Not Without Words

You are always a
caring person,

Even when you
don't have the words.

We always have things
to talk about,

Sometimes without
saying a word.

We know when
the other is frustrated,

Even when
words escape us.

We bonded together
when Mom died,

And you said
all the right words.

Now you are
moving on,

Yet we continue
to share words;

Words, stories, dreams,
links never breaking.


Saturday, April 9, 2011

The path (a cinquain)

long, storied.
Weaving, winding, twisting.
I take my time.


Friday, April 8, 2011

Neighbor's Dogs (a cinquain)

fluffy, white.
Running, jumping, playing.
Two lively small dogs.


Thursday, April 7, 2011

Japan's Unrest (a tanka)

Ground trembling once more,
citizens praying for peace
even as chaos
is averted on this day.
When will their calm spring arrive?


Wednesday, April 6, 2011


Vigilant flower
rising from the
chilled soil,

Svelte emerald
stem stretching
upward to

Greet the rising
sun, the hue
of warm rays

Coloring its bright
petals, its
center spread open,

Awake to the
advent of spring
despite the cold.


Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Beloved and Lost

She dreams about
friends beloved
and lost;

She thinks about
the well-being
of her companion,

Living in the island
of their roots,
dwelling with

The ghosts of
her past.

She sends good thoughts
for the friend lost
due to confusion;

The cord
of friendship
snapped unexpectedly,

Nothing to do
now but strengthen
current bonds.

She dreams about
friends beloved
and lost.

She wishes the best
for them all.


Monday, April 4, 2011

Nature's music (a haiku)

Light conversation
mingling with happy birdsong
on this bright spring day.


Sunday, April 3, 2011

Friendshp (a cinquain)

strong, personal.
Freeing, lasting, heartening.
We cherish our bonds.


Saturday, April 2, 2011

Friday, April 1, 2011

Events (Cinquain)

short, memorable.
Bridging, connecting, living.
We share our stories.