Number One

A stranger went out of his way

to help me today.


his name was Adam –

a contemporary first man.



Lying there 

on the crisp white sheet,

the poem silently pleads,

“Come fill me with your breath.

I’m lying here, alone, unread.”


Early Show

Leaping from rail

to branch to trunk,

squirrels perform

their acrobatic routine.

The jays are not impressed.



So Close

After endless days

of heat and rain

come cooler days 

and smiling sun.

Fall’s around the bend.















Layers Within

Within each of us

lies layers of lead

 and layers of gold

Let’s acknowledge the lead

and mine the gold.