Valentine Weeks turn into years and we embrace life's winter together in love. Sign in to see full entry.
Observing changes through the lense of haiku. Fall's Prairie Full with shades of brown, hints of green, summer's embers - grasses in autumn. Sign in to see full entry.
Not haiku, but still a small poem.... This is dedicated to the birthmothers of my children. Birthmother Options planned thinking over and over- To keep or to give? In truth, a love gift pulled from air of labored breath Breathing life beyond the birthing Cherishing this tiny other into the pains of leaving my baby with another mother Sign in to see full entry.
More "driving across the prairie" poetry... Cloud A single cloud floats across prairie sky, casting shadow on the hills. Sign in to see full entry.
The sun never sets, and things grow and grow and grow. From reading books, one doesn't focus on this hot phase of the tundra seasons.... Alaska Summer Strange day's ceaseless light embraces whirling flurries- dandelion snow Sign in to see full entry.
Cowboy Walk him cool and rub him dry; clean stall; pitch hay--My horse always comes first. Sign in to see full entry.
...across the prairie.... Prairie Surprise Amid cows grazing the Flint Hills grasses, there are camels in Kansas. Sign in to see full entry.
Little hand, holding mine, lets go—“Mommy, look! Up there! The moon’s folded.” Sign in to see full entry.
Tie A tie: What a way to start the day, tightening a noose on your neck. Sign in to see full entry.
....when they were younger..... Night’s globe shines golden, glowing cheery masquerade— “It’s sun, Mommy! Sun!” Sign in to see full entry.