May 31, 2018

hours after the rain
irises still seeming drenched —
I reach back for you

May 30, 2018

first bird of the day
still sounding tentative —
sing with abandon!

May 29, 2018

stuck at the top
of the swimming pool steps —

early season chill

May 28, 2018

behind the clouds
a full moon we cannot see —
quiet anniversary

May 27, 2018

we return again
(rain-laden locust blossoms)
to the old stories

May 26, 2018

longer days —
he calls me outside to watch
his new skateboard tricks

May 25, 2018

birds at first light
unspooling their songs —
watching my girl sleep

May 24, 2018

surprised at bedtime
by the taste of my own salt —
first warm days

May 23, 2018

May 22, 2018

every bit of string
suddenly in her sights —
nesting oriole

May 21, 2018

mid-spring morning —
kitchen cupboards finally
empty of ants

May 20, 2018

Sunday school —
we stop to check the nest
for signs of hatching

May 19, 2018

May 18, 2018

not satisfied —
the bird starts her song
all over again

May 17, 2018

a tiny flicker —
even the fireflies 
start out smaller!

May 16, 2018

through evening rain
birds call out across the field:
yes, still here, still here

May 15, 2018

we, too, bend lower
as rain has bowed the branches —
all this giving in

May 14, 2018

watching you frame
the picture I didn’t see —
peonies and mint

May 13, 2018

our nightly walk
slipped in between two downpours —
the moon, too

May 12, 2018

all the little street streams
go looking for each other —
brunch with my parents

May 11, 2018

late summer sky
stars talking amongst themselves —
we can almost hear

May 10, 2018

heat lightning
on the far side of town —
you walk towards me

May 09, 2018

out of the darkness
white azaleas —
you talk in your sleep

May 08, 2018

one tulip
of every color —
my neighbor’s rainbow

May 07, 2018

this spring breeze
giving the clouds in the lake
a good stirring

May 06, 2018

a pollen blanket
flung out over everything —
green on green on green

May 05, 2018

comparing notes
on all the wisteria
up and down the block

May 04, 2018

every new blossom —
memories of your hand
cupping my face

May 03, 2018

buds near to bursting
branch tips trembling in the wind —
tears I should have cried

May 02, 2018

May 01, 2018

end of a long day —
our dog sits by the table
and sways in her sleep