(2001)
it was always said that of all the people on the Island I loved life the best I who had the least but I had all I needed
Snowflakes or fireflies Beneath an oval moon Do I wake or dream?
Seagulls hovering Uneven hills encircle Tide pool reflection
I remember the summer of the polio scare we couldn’t go to the cove to swim that whole summer
The taste of winter ice Dug in August from the sawdust Of Conley’s ice house The slap of the screen door On Grammy’s porch
Pappa always told me that you should never tell all you… and I found it to be good advice I recall the time I got back from… with my winter stores back in ‘39
liquid blue nightgown made of lighter fare floats in romance of autumn air a ballerina in an erotic dance longing to join that v-trail in th…
sunlight through the clouds in a ring of bright water loons fish two by two
odd to think of the world without… a frozen corpse in the revolving e… molten lava below cold stars above journeying through the long, wide… unknowing
Nature’s snowy gown Melts into a silky pool Spring’s passion awakes
summer is ending following the rolling sun quite without remorse
grey rocks flowering in melting fu… first blooms of March after winter… a flock of ducks is muttering in t… the first light of day to brush th… shakes the branches they reply…
wind tangled trees coiling across a yellow moon spiraling leaves surf-curled dunes
Early morning mist Loon fishing quiet water Shining wake behind