December 31, 2013

still the old pull,
fifteen calendars later —
her missing mother

(for TK, MKD, and other folks missing loved ones tonight)


December 30, 2013

December 29, 2013

again and again
the water comes back to stand
in the old places


December 28, 2013

their big girl’s birthday —
my parents tell baby stories
one more time


December 27, 2013

winter night —
all through the house the whisper
of pages turning


December 26, 2013

a promise to help
followed by the knowledge —
some things can’t be helped

(for you, SM)

December 25, 2013

on top of the tree —
the memory of the star
we lost in the flood


December 24, 2013

slow down enough and
we can see individual
snowflakes as they fall


December 22, 2013

early thaw —
the front yard bunny’s hop
has an extra spring


December 21, 2013

feeling sure at last
that the tide is coming in —
the longest night


December 20, 2013

making up the beds,
preparing for the solstice...
we switch to flannel


December 19, 2013

December 18, 2013

December 17, 2013

December 16, 2013

seeing it at last —
my profile in my son’s
as he stands to sing




December 15, 2013

starting at the ends
we work towards each other —
driveway shoveling


December 14, 2013

ice on the world
the shimmer and shine of it
beautiful danger


December 13, 2013


mid-December light —
the frayed edges of our days
as they grow shorter


December 12, 2013

December 11, 2013

snow on the dogwood
glimpsed for just a moment
mistaken for blossoms


December 10, 2013


all day we carry
the feeling of the slow glide
before the crash

(for N.D., who thankfully didn’t crash after all)



December 09, 2013


temporary thaw —
the sound of ice releasing
its grip on the roof


December 08, 2013


the pent up pressure
of tears held forcibly back
winter gratitude


December 07, 2013

December 06, 2013


late night rain storm
each puddle its own little
chorus of welcome


December 05, 2013

the whole line of us
ensnared by morning fog
no longer struggling



December 04, 2013

December 03, 2013


a pair of blue gloves
still in your coat pockets
from our last winter


December 02, 2013


he somehow misses
the every-night lullabye
back to square one


December 01, 2013

November 30, 2013


a walk by our creek
after Thanksgiving dinner
the ice just starting


November 29, 2013

November 28, 2013

November 27, 2013


I spread my fingers
wide to catch a falling leaf
but it slides on through


November 26, 2013


rainsong on the roof
and then the answering growl
of the basement pump




November 25, 2013

November 24, 2013


heat inside and out
a cup of hot chocolate
after the bonfire


November 23, 2013


just enough
to see the dark shapes of trees
November moonlight


November 22, 2013


wheelie practice
my job is telling him
how much air he gets


November 21, 2013


colder mornings
the wrens surprised to see me
in the back yard


November 20, 2013


the sweet shock of warmth
in the midst of a cold night
her kiss


November 19, 2013

(From Flickr, used via Creative Commons)

our morning test prep
we head down to the bridge and
skip stones together

(in honor of C.D., on her birthday)

November 18, 2013

November 17, 2013

(image used via CreativeCommons)



brimming excitement
we stand outside in our socks
to see the moon ring  


November 16, 2013


toasting pumpkin seeds
and remembering the friend
who taught me this trick


November 15, 2013


autumn winds
amidst the clouds a glimpse
of the near-full moon


November 14, 2013

November nights 
suddenly the cold knows how
to pick any lock



November 13, 2013


braced against the cold
and feeling, all day,
driven on the wind


November 12, 2013

November 11, 2013

glimpse of the future 
he stands on the first step for
my welcome home hug

November 10, 2013

no less beautiful
for having been dropped to earth —
still-bright leaves



November 09, 2013

November 08, 2013

November 07, 2013

November 06, 2013

November 05, 2013

November 04, 2013

November 03, 2013


Quaker meeting
this morning’s messages
from the year’s first fire


November 02, 2013

November 01, 2013

October 31, 2013

October 30, 2013


tucked under covers,
feeling a kind of kinship
with the potatoes




October 29, 2013


the oldest cricket
tells of a long ago storm
no one believes her


October 28, 2013


the sweep of its wings
wider even than our gasps
bald eagle


October 27, 2013


unsure of ourselves
we check our locks, our pockets
while the earth waits


October 26, 2013


early leaf raking
I try not to look up at
the ones yet to fall



October 25, 2013

October 24, 2013


over and over
my only thought the next hold
as I reach for it


(Dedicated to Veterans Expeditions (@vetexpeditions)

October 23, 2013


the baby book we hid
to avoid reading it
for the thousandth time


October 22, 2013