Thursday, October 20, 2011


White Mountains, New Hampshire

Today I'm blogging with friends about our favorite seasons. I love Autumn, particularly in New England where I have spent much of my life. This time of year makes me nostalgic for the deciduous forest as well as the ocean and calls to mind:

long, deep shadows
shimmering trees
an evening campfire with my favorite sweatshirt
cool breezes on a rocky coast
pumpkins, witches, and vampires
diving into leaf piles mainly for the smell of it
hot apple cider
sienna mums and the cornucopia

and the slow ease into Winter

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

a poem

I've been collaborating with a couple of poets recently (which I'll blog about soon). I write a little every now and then and was going through some of my old poems tonight, this is from 2005 and one of my favorites.

     Your Voice

     I could just
     crawl inside your voice
     and take a nap.
     sounds resonate
     I know
     I've heard before

     like a wall. a shelter
     strong enough
     that I could truly sleep
     sleep deeply
     without worry
     without harm

     a sane vibration
     rising to the surface
     calling me home