The best I can do:

find a poem amidst the pain,

find solace in that.


Lofty Findings

Scouring the sky

for answers, I find only

shifting clouds and crows.


Look Out

The bachelors are back,

decked in blue – roadside flirts no

matter the weather.




Cosmic Melody

Our universe could

very well be one verse in

a much larger song.


Broadly Speaking

Without words, they make

their wishes known – these cats, dogs,

and birds I live with.


March Morning

Not much warmth but lots

of light…like many hard truths

that have come our way.