Featured Poem: May, 2020

It is warm and sunny outside today. Good weather improves my attitude a great deal. I watch my emotions vary during this unusual time. The sameness of the environment seems to highlight changes.  Moments of delight come and then pass. Not less valued for their transience. Stay as well as you can my friends. Any…

Featured Poem: April, 2020

I have been contemplating this Shelter-In-Place time and the complexity of feelings I have. I remembered this poem I wrote a couple of years ago. I had so much variety in my CEO job–activity of every hour and every day was different. I loved that. And yet… Stone On the Cairn of My Secret Life…

Featured Poem: March, 2020

After a rainy day like today, I was reminded of this old poem of mine. Simple pleasures make the difference during this time. Hope you are safe and well. Satsuma Quiet in the house. Just the dropping of the rain. The furnace sighs. I sit by the window, cold pouring off the single panes, legs…

Featured Poem: February, 2020

This is an acrostic poem using the alphabet.  I hope you enjoy it. They can be quite fun. I was reminded of this poem as I walked by a large collection of California lilac plants. It is also called ceanothus or buckbrush and has a wonderful scent. As I stood appreciating the smell I realized…

Featured Poem: January, 2020

Already 2020! I particularly like this little poem. It was inspired by an experience in my San Francisco garden. I guess I am already thinking of spring and my hyacinths are beginning to show green above the ground (yes I planted them a bit late.) It also reminds me of snorkel diving at night in…

Featured Poem: December, 2019

Chimney Raven It croaks twice, sounding deep in my chimney.Pitching my voice to raven guttural,I mimic the call.Its claws scrabbling on the metal flueit caws and awks two times more.I try again, just one croak. I receivesilence.Silence. The next day, the bird declaims againfrom a perch on the neighbor’s roofwhere it sips from a puddle…

Featured Poem: November, 2019

This poem is from the fire season last year, and next year. Diablo Winds The sky’s bruised flesh, apricot with a haze of green. Smoky, harsh air a cataract over the hills. Bristlecone and Bishop pines inseminate the ash-covered ground.

Inner Sunset available on Kindle

I buy many books of poetry for the pleasure of reading and to support my fellow poets. At least 50% of the books I buy are Kindle. I am running out of space in my house and also love reading poetry when I am at Farley’s in San Francisco or Broadway Coffee in Sacramento. I…

Featured Poem: October, 2019

This poem was just published in the Fall edition of Vistas and Byways. This edition has a special section on Music and they choose this poem. Vistas and Byways the literature review by members of the San Francisco State OLLI program. They introduced it this way… “This frank poem describes how the author overcame inhibition…

EVENT: Blue Light at the Gallery Reading

Friday, October 4 – 7:00 pm  Check out the details over on the Events Page! (Click here to redirect) Featuring Christine Vovakes, author of I Didn’t Mean to ForgetHeather Saunders Estes, author of Inner Sunset Doug Gorney, Cover Artist of Inner Sunset Paul Fisher, author of Rumors of Shore Claudia Reder, author of How to Disappear AUTHORS OF BLUE LIGHT PRESS Marin…