“But I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.”
~ Vincent van Gogh

Sunday, January 15, 2017

My Terrified Cat

My terrified cat 
chooses, in fierce thunder,
safety outside –
under the patio roof,
beneath the mini-tramp 
and the blanket
she lolls on, in quieter times.

Sunday, October 9, 2016

Friday, September 16, 2016

Three Days Away

The vines have extended
new tendrils questing to spread.
I go and loop them back
through the old pathways
of curlicues covering the fence.

The rainclouds – active (I’m told)
in my absence – turn sluggish,
moving away very slowly.
There seem to be many more
flies and mosquitoes. The cat
retreats back indoors.

Tuesday, September 6, 2016

Garden Moments

Spring breeze –
a dead leaf dangles
from a web


mosquito –
I reach, close my hand
on empty

Monday, September 5, 2016

Spring Things

visiting butterfly
quickly gone


fine morning
tiny birds flutter
in new leaves


yawning early –
last night late with sexy
new novel

Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Selene Grooms Herself

She washes her white patch of stomach,
then interrupts herself
to listen to a distant bird;

moves around and licks her long tail
and curving flank – bracing herself,
one paw held firm to the ground.

The other, stretched in the air,
balances her as she twists.
Such a serviceable body!

For no particular reason that I can see,
she raises the end of her tail
straight up at a right angle.

(In the photo, she looks up from washing her stomach. After that I was writing, not snapping.)

#awakeaugust day 31

Tuesday, August 30, 2016

My Frangipani Has No Leaves

...the #awakeaugust small stone for day 30, is over here at my other poetry blog ('The Passionate Crone') – because it is also doing duty as a quadrille written for dVerse.