Land Park Fall – Featured Poem for November, 2020

We lived part-time in Sacramento over the past 18 months. Their trees are large, beautiful, and numerous. They reminded me of Massachusetts, at least part of the time. When the orange tree ripened, I was quite sure I was not in New England. Sacramento just outlawed leaf blowers. I approve. This poem is from the…

Ode To Doughnuts- Featured Poem for September, 2020

What strange times these are, wonderful moments and terrible happenings. So for a change of pace, I serve you my September poem. Fun to read it out loud. Trigger warning for people avoiding sugar. For those of you who wish to go further into the science of giggling rats, just Google Scientific American – “giggling…

Featured Poem: July, 2020

Like many poets, I have a growing collection of pandemic poems. Here is one for a smile.  In the San Francisco summer fog I feel even more like I am hibernating.  Hope you and yours are staying as well and joyful, as you can.   Cardboard Boxes ( Shelter-in-Place; May 2020) Lying inside, on the…

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: 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: 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…

Featured Poem – September, 2019

This is an older poem and one I love. I live across from a park and theses trees are like friends. I am so delighted that it was published by Vistas & Byways Journal at San Francisco State Spring, 2019. Dignity of Trees Torn limbs expose the inner flesh.In the small park where we live,branches…