A sense

05 Thursday Nov 2026

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A sense that all will be alright,

embracing dark

and flighty light,

both,

I feel the pull of what’s next

while reminded this day holds an eruption

of plenty.

Thoughts of the land left behind,

dry and bright,

while embracing this homeland holding my heart

fifty years on–.

Arms of coastal oak and madrone hills wrap

around this ever-feeling heart,

salty ocean spreading her legs wide in love of the granite shore.

Hardly believing the strong welcome back,

I drink a bitter beer in celebration.

Rain in the desert

17 Thursday Sep 2026

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Steady rain in the desert

beginning, literally,

while sitting in bed in early morning,

opening a book and reading aloud,

“It was a dark and stormy night,”

when sudden thunder cracks overhead

punctuating the end of the sentence.

Rainy days in the desert, not passing monsoons,

are rare.

The acequia flows briefly with braids of sandy water.

Thirst-yellowed trees drink to make up for lost time.

I hear it hitting the roof, falling from dark sky,

beading the window screen,

and exhale fully.

Full

02 Wednesday Sep 2026

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Jazz always returns, no invitation required,

with the break of autumn mornings.

Today, John Coltrane’s Ballads,

kitchen windows wide,

coolness of night not yet gone.

Hand-thrown ceramic mug in reach,

a steady friend of years, for as long as it will stay with me, full

of coffee.

A petite novel by Kate Chopin, dry, yellowed pages between my fingers,

a persimmon colored pillow in lap to support it,

and the moment needs nothing more.

Scree

27 Thursday Aug 2026

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Losing interest in one’s own life

halfway up the endless mountain where

belonging has been the peak,

purchase now feels impossible,

feet sliding backwards down scree.

Where to go from here?

Is there a there?

Noticing breaths are shallow,

stopping,

inhaling slowly and fully with butt on stone

to face whatever is to be faced..

a monster? more fear? loss, even still?

a sunset of oranges and purple?

an ambling mountain goat?

the wind, a waiting messenger for stillness?

Sitting, breathing on steep side of a mountain,

maybe that’s the all,

inevitable movement to begin again

in some direction or another

eventually.

In reaching

19 Sunday Apr 2026

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In reaching for you I pull away,

my strength outweighed by fear.

And if a word gets twisted inside, beware,

for I possess invisible knives to unsheathe.

This heart cannot take more pain

than the immeasurable already known–

the mere expectation may send me straight

to the beckoning edge.

I’m not sure friends

are for me.

Holy of Holies

01 Wednesday Apr 2026

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The stirrings in me

are the stirrings in You,

a thread binding us that vision can not seek yet

heart and belly play, both, as one instrument

of longing.

Call up my voice,

that which is Yours

and sing,

sing,

sing

through me…

I wake

31 Tuesday Mar 2026

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I wake with birdsong

while all is dark,

apple blossoms, lotuses upon the branch,

sweeten the air as I mourn.

Spider drops down into the sink

to sip from a droplet of water.

What we lose now makes way for what is to come,

there’s more yet unimagined

that will light our way…