Category: Family
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Waking
…you are a tuning fork, a singing bowl, strings pulled taut over hollowed wood, a wind chime in your mother’s open kitchen window waiting for the morning breeze. 3-20-22
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Green bean casserole
Green bean casserole tastes of home, family holidays and traditions as old or older than you. Recipe: two cups green beans one can mushroom soup 1/2 cup condensed milk 1/2 can fried onions stir until well-mixed pour into Grandma’s old Pyrex casserole dish cook at 350 degrees for 30 minutes or until all the water…
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Tread lightly on the ground
People of the dust Walking clay Beneath your feet Your forbears mingle there Holding you up Breathing history into pores of clay feet 1-13-22 Last Friday, I wrote and read this poem at the Park Circle Gallery in North Charleston for the opening exhibition of work by Artist, Pascale Bilgis, called, ‘Little Flat People.’ The…
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Happy Gregorian new year
After midnight You celebrated a new beginning You made resolutions You vowed to do better, To change Every breath Is a new beginning Why wait another 365 days To live your best life? Do it, now! 1-1-22
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winter birds haiku
winter birds sing lowfrosted fence rail sparkles sunlightholiday gifting 12-24-21
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holiday season haiku
large pack on his back no reindeer pull homeless sleigh merry Christmas, y’all 12-20-21
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haiku for the first of December
it is long past due shedding old expectations a snake’s skin outgrown 12-1-21
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11/24 haiku
dad’s old hat warms head hoarfrost dances paisley patterns dress in layered clothes 11-24-21
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Waiting for the punchline
Last night, I slept in and did not get up to watch the longest Beaver Moon I did not stand and wonder if an ancestor got up in the middle of the night six hundred years ago to stare at a Beaver moon I figure six hundred years from now some restless descendants can roust…
