I had no pole
to dance around
no pretty ribbons
streaming freely
as a spring zephyr
lifted them skyward
there was no fete or
crowds of celebrants
in party clothes
instead I skipped around
the ancient apple tree
with blossoms raining down

We’re celebrating around the Maypole in the Garden

haphazard words


I’m just gonna
plop some words
on a page and hope

that they will arrange
themselves into a poem
or a novel or at least
some sage advice

that they might dance
romance, entrance
and unsuspecting reader

that they survive,
arrive in time to patch
a broken heart,or two

produce, seduce, let
loose a laugh or even
a guffaw, a cackle
or a silly snort

I’ll set them free
no guarantee or
warranty attached

Poetic Asides PAD 29 – “haphazard”

I Really Wanna Know

shorter than average
a compassionate soul –
tears at the ready
a bit stubborn (according to some)
restless in a creative way
flexible (thanks to yoga) –
yes, I can go with the flow
a quiet force for change
down to earth especially
under un-manicured nails
artist disguised as a peasant

Today at Real Toads, Kelli wants to know – Who are you? – in 50 words

Im(portent) Moon


I planted peas by your
lambent (nightl)light
and started tomatoes
according to your (de)signs
I mowed and sowed
and flowed with the charts
you waxed poetic in
blossoms – white as light
I danced in your fullness
until waning, not complaining
we rested at the dawn
and yet this gonzo gardening
asks no pardoning from the sun


Poetic Asides PAD 28 – “Important (blank)”


the moon has taken
the whole night off
and the stars have
called in sick
the cow took off
from the ground but found
there was nothing
up there to jump over
the dish and spoon
got lost in the dark
and stumbled their
way back home
the little dog thought it
was all a big joke and
chuckled and laughed
out loud
but the fiddling cat
such a very cool cat
fiddled his way to dawn

Poetic Asides PAD 27 – “take off”