Band-Aid Kiss

There’s the heartbreak wave

 sad and fresh

 that sweeps in over my rocky-sould

when love doesn’t work out.

There’s the horror-loss-heart

when assurance is ripped away

always supposed to be


 and won’t ever again

 smile or breathe.

And there’s another

 Under-cover ache

Hanging around, lurking around

 waving across the night,

 just waiting.Read the rest

The Most Peace Needed

Just hang a left and pavement turns to mud and keeps them out

All except the most hardy

The most in need of peace

I pass the chained-off track to the pond

and I’m almost home

I’m almost to my first and only all-mine place to be

The timbers soar towards the chilly sky


I am remembering

Because I can’t see all that with my eyes from here,

 under these quilts

But I know it well.Read the rest


There was no ice where I was born

Then the giant’s took me to the cold.


They busied:

 Prepared for games, and conquering.

Child-me stared

up at the sun…golden

 Then down

 where it turned silver in the ice covered boulders

Wrapped, dripped around…


Ice grew out over the edge of the stream

 Crept and smoothed across the grit, sand, and pebbles.Read the rest

Shoulder Tickle


Looking up as I walk:

Light-bright, a lovely site illuminating twig-fingers

Waving goodbye to the day.

Above the mud-slush and trickle-trickle

Something tickled my shoulder.

So I scanned around,

Until I found

The moon up there.

A fat-half hanging in the blue…now showing

 The lopped-half orb, shine-power growing

 in the purple-dark,


on my bed against my sleeping-eyes

It might wake me up.Read the rest

A Piece of Sunshine



Coffee filter, trips to the frig,

Swipe and wipe,

 here and there


The cloth-like paper towel grabs up the bloated rice grains

 from the drain

A new clean sponge tackles the remains from dinner

As the oatmeal simmers


Some crud on the floor, are bits and flakes

Hand flowing, slightly adjusting the arc a tad wider

In order to slide them into my grasp


Fingers and brain

 lightly tracking the micro weights and friction

 as mind stays busy


An unimpeded motion sends a signal to stop

To look,

 to assess

Oh.Read the rest

I’m Back

Just my luck! I moved to Vermont for a more peaceful life, and the craziness of the world just followed me here. Yes.

Vermont is very much engaged in the fight for social justice. In my small town we have Trump supporters & graying hippies living side by side.… Read the rest

Defiant Cow


Roll’n down the mountain with a warm bowl in my lap

Generally I look left, at the field of cows and their lack

of progress.

Munch, crunch, mooo, mooo.

What are they up to?

They give birth there, walk, sleep,

little ones frolic

In their pasture, so bucolic

before being trucked off, their meat for sale

So really its just cow-jail.Read the rest