In front of the John Lennon Wall in Prague.




Monday, April 7, 2014

Sunday, April 6, 2014

Day 6 National Poetry Month

sun-dazzled ocean 
under blue line horizon
draw arabesque sky


Happy birthday, Dad!

Saturday, April 5, 2014

Day 5 National Poetry Month NaPoWriMo

April 5, 2014

cherry blossoms dance
along branch's edge not there 
but here home at last

Friday, April 4, 2014

Day 4 of National Poetry Month

April 4, 2014

after five hour 
flight coast to coast, words won't spring
free - but must crawl on




Thursday, April 3, 2014

Day 3 NaWriPoMo

April 3, 2014

Capitol pilgrim
paying homage to women
amid good old boys


dressed in marble shine
Mother Susan, Lucretia
and Elizabeth

I give my silent
thanks to women of courage
who walked before me

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

April 2, 2014 - Day 2 of NaWriPoMo

4/2/14
White House clearance rules:
no cameras, purses, knives,
no photos inside.

White frosting covers
red and yellow and blue rooms
like petit fours on

gilded plates. Untrod
spotless rugs with saucy touch - 
fringe mussed just like mine.

Monday, March 31, 2014

April is National Poetry Month - I'm taking on the NaPoWriMo Challenge!

I've been writing a haiku or haiku-esque poem every day (or sometimes night) since the first day of this year.  So far that means 90 poems this year.  Until now I've been posting these to a private group on Facebook.  Trying to be profound and poetic every single day is a daunting task so until now I've posted these haiku to a private group on Facebook.  That makes me feel safe from my sternest critic:  my own fearful self.  But I've decided to go public for the entire month of April.  I can't promise that all my poems will be good or interesting or poetic.  I'm sure there will be some who tsk-tsk at my western attempts at a form of poetry that originated in a very different culture and language.  So it is with some trepidation that I offer you my first offering for April:

                     forgot to water
                     my tulips - out with orchids
                     much more exotic

Only 29 more to go! Happy National Poetry Month!