June 30, 2017

last night in June
the always unfinished search
of lighting bugs


June 29, 2017

slow-pulling into July
thankful for trees and their
sheltering patience


June 28, 2017

June 27, 2017

cut down in stages
leaving sunshine as she goes
our oldest tree


June 26, 2017

this cricket’s trill
last night a welcome
now somehow a warning


June 25, 2017

after the rain
small streams seeking each other
our fingers entwine


June 24, 2017

pulling through each day
cradling small victories
a shy child’s greeting


June 23, 2017

you in the doorway
and me, willing you to stay
wisteria tendrils


June 22, 2017

our eyes work
at connecting the dots
late night fireflies


June 21, 2017

come to bed
your limbs cool against mine
lake water in summer


June 20, 2017

summer solstice
the lifeguard fishes out
a few floating petals


June 19, 2017

puddles full
of the day’s last light
my father calls me


June 18, 2017

oh, mourning dove
stay for just a moment more
sing your low song


June 17, 2017

still hidden
by the near-to-finished rain — 
a cardinal, singing


June 16, 2017

unwinding ivy
from around the azalea — 
remember to breathe


June 15, 2017

hurling the last word
I catch a glimpse of myself
in the mirror



June 14, 2017

June 13, 2017

looking for you
I find instead a summer moon
as you might see it



June 12, 2017

when I see one finch
I know to look for another —
separation


June 11, 2017

I move an earthworm
from the sidewalk to the grass
summertime rescue


June 10, 2017

late-night walk in June
we take turns exclaiming
over the fireflies


June 09, 2017

we have to look twice
to believe they go together
tiny bird, huge song


June 08, 2017

moonlight and starlight
my hand under the faucet
testing the water


June 07, 2017

little fledgling jay
down here on Earth with me
pining for sky





June 06, 2017

June 05, 2017

a mother somewhere
reminding the moon it’s late
to still be up


June 04, 2017

fallen petals
strewn like a celebration
no need for clean up


June 03, 2017

standing on the bridge
balanced between fireworks
and their reflection


June 02, 2017

something in bloom
slows our steps with its scent
a half-moon hovers