In life’s ledger book,

what value can be placed on

an afternoon spent with friends?



A bargain lover’s dream –

 to pay so little

and receive so much.


Making Connections

I had to chuckle

when I asked the little girl

within what she

wanted and she said, “Tention”.

I heard “tension”, then 

realized she meant “attention”.

Oh what folly for me to

equate the two when

relaxed engagement is what she seeks.


Embracing Blues

This morning I let

melancholy have its say

and when, at day’s end,

the blues filled pond and sky,

blues’ beauty also filled me.




The Body Speaks

A meditative body scan

reveals tense, tight shoulders.

I invite the shoulders to speak.

They say they’re tired of shouldering.

I nod. I thank them for all the work

they’ve done and ask if each day

 we could meet and decide together 

what is theirs to carry that day

and what they could release

into the capable hands of others.

They heave a sigh, relax, and say they’ll try.




Our house is under surveillance;

the watchers are in nearby trees.

Once a day, the signal goes out:

“Target present. 

Seed’s made contact with rail.”

From the shadows 

the forest gang quickly appears.