Saturday, March 3, 2018

After the Storm

A frenzy of footprints
speckles the snow.
Sharks have nothing on
hungry squirrels.

Friday, March 2, 2018

National Poetry Month is less than a month away, and so is the NaPoWriMo challenge to write a poem every day in April! I will get warmed up this chilly month with a few poems and then on to the real deal starting April 1. Here is the link to the challenge, which I'll post again. If you want to try the challenge yourself, it's free and easy, no strings attached:

March Nor'easter

dark, straight wind slicing
rain soaked squirrels feeding fast
warblers wedged between

Wednesday, January 17, 2018

Feeder Frenzy

chickadees are daring

looking left and right
and right and left and right
before crossing
to capture sunflower kernals
protected by two gray
bears of squirrels
while larger coward birds

chickadees are daring

trail blazers
clearing the way
for tuxedoed juncos
and two timid winter-toned
goldless finches and
the shiest of all
hollyberry red cardinals
who still choose the further

the chickadees are daring

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

A Slap in the Face

Two feet of snow
and cold
after meteorological spring
warmed the dark garden
stirred the striped chipmunks
sun-tinted the goldfinches
browned the rabbits' winter coats
leaving the hawk
huddled on a pine branch
and doves numbed
below the feeder

Tuesday, October 18, 2016

It's in the Air

The air has been stirred
and shaken:
in tepid, chilled, sun-spun confusion.
Leaves stagger from their branch tips,
and skitter across the lawn.
Sprinting uphill, turkeys slant
through a mushroom metropolis
built in a day beneath the trees.
The restless fowl nestle into
their evergreen roosts
and bark the hours
to one another
from the dark of this
wind-warmed night.

Thursday, April 14, 2016


with my camera
i caught you
camouflaged wonder
when you erred and docked
on deep red oak leaves

unexpectedly observed
your antennae and kneecaps blushed
your ovoid eyes reddened
your ridged back sunburned slightly
to match your flushed toes

i caught you
wondering at my camera
should you dodge or freeze
framed for one shot
and, unabashed, two

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

First Deer

cautiously peering, grazing,
freezing, unsure spring's
finery will linger long