September 26, 2012

Fall's russet kisses
And amber caress gild leaves
Once mid-summer green.

May 28, 2012

Grief like a river
You must swim across, careful
So as not to drown.

I cannot dive in.
There are others I care for
Who depend on me.

They cling to my arms,
Together we wade, slowly;
Feet step, tears flowing.

The other bank, dim;
Peace and  memories lie there
Waiting to be found.

We can make it there,
But first we must be willing
To get ourselves wet.

May 22, 2012

Mom, Cheshire Cat-like
Fading a little each day
Leaving just those eyes.

May 17, 2012

Winter in my heart
Sunshine blooming spring outside
Grief cannot slow life

April 25, 2012

I know who you are,
Though I cannot remember
I should know your name.

***
Pain grabs and frightens;
What is this inside of me?
I am not myself.

***
Slow down and let go;
Float into an unknown sea
Surrounded by love.

April 20, 2012

This path I am on,
I do not want to walk it.
Raise my chin, proceed.

January 4,2012

January air -
A spindly-fingered aunt;
Pinches your cheeks, hard.

December 13, 2011

My Balaclava.
Fogs glasses; overheats neck;
Keeps me toasty warm.

December 12, 2011

Silver frost crunches,
Sparkles in ghostly moonlight.
Dog squats and steam rises.

December 8, 2011

Chilly sunshine streams
Onto frostbitten trees, grass.
Pre-snow caresses.

November 28, 2011

November's brown is
The color of cozying,
Snug against the cold.

November 3, 2011

Halloween treats tease,
Taunt and cajole: just one more!
They "fun size" my ass.

October 31, 2011 II

Samhain/Halloween:
Witchy fun, spirits close by.
A night for magic.

October31, 2011

Colors have muted:
Amber, russet, bronze; subtle,
Yet no less lovely.

October 25, 2011

Haikus ebb and flow.
Inspiration comes and goes.
Like Cleveland sunshine.

October 19, 2011

Grey, rainy morning
Matches my mood perfectly.
I need sunshine - BAD!

October 19, 2011

Amish hardware store:
wood stoves, apple peelers and
Pairs of suspenders.

October 10, 2011

Autumn, you hussy-
Flashing your vivid colors:
"Hey, sailor, look here!"

October 7, 2011

Morning sun on hills
Upholstered in orange,
Embroidered red.

October 7, 2011

Haikus come to me
At strange times. They write themselves.
I am eye and scribe.