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Sunflowers and Sunbeams
As I gazed at my son watching the beloved bees on the salvia in our yard, I wondered if what happened earlier played in his mind. There is no way for me to know. As the afternoon sun slanted, I studied him, and thought about what he might be thinking about. Waves of sadness lapped the edges of my heart. [...]
Everything Gold Comes Back
{Note to reader: this is a response poem to Robert Frost’s Nothing Gold Can Stay} If nothing gold can stay, Then joy must slip away. The tides do castles sink. Fall robs the rose of pink. A Christmas tree goes dry. A rainbow fades to sky. […]
The Fear Ferris Wheel
When your world is a spinning pinwheel A moment of peace you just cannot steal The madness around you is totally real There’s tears in your eyes you cannot conceal […]
Mourning Has Arrived
About a week ago, as cases of coronavirus multiplied across the country and social distancing became the new trend, a visitor arrived on my front porch. Unexpected, unannounced, save for the deposit of a tiny package. […]
Oh, Sweet Child of Mine
There’s a place off Highway 50, about 45 miles east of Sacramento and 60 miles west of South Lake Tahoe, that is pure gold. Well, pure gold figuratively, but also literally, in the past. Placerville is a Gold Rush era town that was a central hub for the Mother Lode region’s gold mining operations. As a hub, it had banks, [...]
Arroccato nell’anima
Suddenly solemn our world did go Shuddering fear fills our hearts Isolate, separate, stay far apart Once blissful, our souls full of woe. […]
Trading Tranquility
Trading Tranquility Loud doesn’t always mean right. Quiet does not make one meek. Fury should not impart strength. Staying calm does not make us weak. […]
Of Central Concern
My son is a homing pigeon. As am I. When little, I didn’t know what ‘sense of direction’ meant, but I knew people often said I had a good one. And besides my dimples, my boy inherited the instincts of a rock pigeon. From the time he could walk, he knew how to find his way to, and from, certain [...]
Bakery Blitz
Teenagers are not always breakfast-loving creatures. Weekday mornings are often chaotic, so a sit-down, well-balanced, post-sleep meal featuring foods from every level of the nutrition pyramid isn’t likely to happen. From about age 15 on, getting Zach to eat breakfast before school became a challenge. Weekends were a different story. He would devour pancakes with lots of syrup and practically inhale [...]
August Departing
by Keri Horon Moonless night Midnight Misty-eyed mums bow their heads in heaviness And sorrow As August prepares its exit Stillness fills the chilling air Sap sticks to melancholy bark While lilies wilt woefully There’s sadness in Summer ending […]
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