Between Clover and Dampened Earth



The Farmer's Field

 Today I walk
 With my lover,
 My footstep light,
 Careful 
Against the dewy ground,
 His steps 
Strong. 
Steady. 

Morning mist, 
Ethereal, 
Magical, 
Curls around us,
 Secretive. 
Dreamy.
 And it is only 
 He and I,
 There in the fog.

 We walk without words,
 Our footsteps
 Our breath
 Make soft sounds,
 Yet the … Continue reading Between Clover and Dampened Earth

Second Chances

It has been FOREVER since I posted... Life has been busy - between travel, moving and holidays, it is hard to get the time to write - Such a contrast to my sleepy summer schedule. So I have been listening to The Moth Radio Hour pod-cast (NPR).  I recommend it for all writers!  It is … Continue reading Second Chances

Slated for the Shadows

  If I lay my hand
Flat against the surface,
Palm down
fingers dipping in the salty wetness,
I can almost feel her moving.

And if I hold my face to the wind
I can almost feel the 
wisp, the whiff, her breath
Against my cheek,
tiny droplets fine and silky.

I can hear her breathe,
See her disrupt the
Silver surface and
I can watch the … Continue reading Slated for the Shadows

An Alaskan Kid

It is spring break-up in Anchorage, the roads are sloppy, gray mounds of debris filled snow lies along the edges of lawns and streets.  You walk carefully to avoid ankle deep puddles or patches of slick black ice.  Everything is wet and cold. Inside it is warm though, shoes are tossed in a pile by … Continue reading An Alaskan Kid

A Different Kind Of Morning

We moved last week.  We moved from a lovely house on the hill, a cabin really that overlooked a busy harbor.  A working harbor.  We moved to a house out of town, on the water. A bigger lot, not so close to neighbors.  Lots of trees and privacy. It is quiet here.  And dark at … Continue reading A Different Kind Of Morning

Book Fair Time!

It is that time of year.  I just spent two days transforming my library into a book fair.  Hooray! People LOVE book fairs.  SO MANY adults share with me that their favorite memory of elementary school was the book fair.  Kids begin asking as soon as the posters go up...  Their little faces are nearly … Continue reading Book Fair Time!

For My Sister

It is strange how grief will sneak in and get you.  Someone sent me a picture of the four  us when we little, little kids. Playing and jovial. Big smiles and happy faces. And there she was, and I just was stunned by her memory.  Memories burbled quickly to the surface. She has been gone … Continue reading For My Sister

Comeback

The prompt word for the day is comeback.  Hmmm.... comeback.  I appreciate the prompts, (I really, really do... thank you, thank you) but I am sure you will agree this is a difficult one.  It will be interesting to see how other people traffic the word. (Prompt two: Traffic, my use of the prompt was … Continue reading Comeback

Birthday Gifts

It's my birthday!  Last night as I drifted off to sleep I tried to remember birthdays from my past.  From when I was a kid and others.  And it was hard. When I was kid, birthdays were simply not a big deal.  Yes.  There was cake, my Mother always baked a cake, but there was … Continue reading Birthday Gifts

Gravina Morning

It is Friday and it is going to be a sunny day.  I find it hard to drag myself to work, I want to watch the busy busy business outside my window.  Planes and boats and clouds and sunshine. Watch the sun slowly warm Gravina Island outside my window. I stay a little Longer, drink … Continue reading Gravina Morning