“Did you hear something?” said Jay.
“No,” said Sarah. “What did you hear?”
“I thought I heard someone say, ‘Get off my chair.’”
“Did you hear something?” said Jay.
“No,” said Sarah. “What did you hear?”
“I thought I heard someone say, ‘Get off my chair.’”
Lying, listening to the rain,
welcome, restful soft refrain.
Water falling,
filtering down and filling
spaces in the soil:
seeds soon swelling … reaching for the sun …
I’m uninspired
I can’t pin a
Good story down
On plain white paper
Trust me
I’ve tried them all
Once upon a time
It was a dark
And stormy night
A funny thing
Happened. . .
See?
I have great news about the two women who were shot.
I was afraid that Alexia and Janet would die but they did not.
They're out of the hospital and are recovering at their homes.
I’m thinking about taking a holiday
But I don’t know where to go
Swallows, swifts and martens fly;
like a feathery, lightning flash, go by
in the blink of an old birdwatchers eye,
across the broad, blue summer sky.
A glimpse of wing and a two pronged tail
'Don't Throw Away', written 13 June 2013
It only takes two minutes to look into someones eyes and say I love you
One of our family customs is to set the table outside on those precious late summer evenings and invite some of our close friends over for a traditional Provençal French luncheon.