May 31, 2025

sapsucker season —
a line of small perfect holes
ringing the maple



May 30, 2025

returned from school —
we push new habits aside
to make room for him



May 29, 2025

as I drift asleep
I call old friends to mind  —
the rain falls softly



May 28, 2025

low iron levels —
my ineligibility
feeling like failure



May 27, 2025

graduation day —
stadium pigeons look on 
as mortarboards fly



May 26, 2025

peony blossoms —
we try to convince the deer
of sweeter blooms elsewhere



May 25, 2025

walking home at dusk —
acrobatic chimney swifts 
where the sky begins



May 24, 2025

just after dawn
the deer slip by to check
on our offerings


May 23, 2025

shrieks and cannonballs

displacing circling pool leaves —

summer draws near



May 22, 2025

driving into the sun 
steering from memory
to where the road was



May 21, 2025

we walk in the rain
watching the flowers
turn their faces up



May 20, 2025

morning half moon —
I neglect to notice if 
waxing or waning



May 19, 2025

nesting season —
as I walk, small blue half domes
evidence of hatching



May 18, 2025

another Sunday —
the flight of zinnia seeds
from my open hand



May 17, 2025

coordinated poison —
I wait for news of my friends'
latest chemo rounds


May 16, 2025

early morning fog —
our sense of the road ahead
reduced to guesswork



May 15, 2025

each iris stalk
racing in its quiet way
to be first to bloom



May 14, 2025

humming along
to a song I don't know yet —
carried by the chords



May 13, 2025

catbirds at dusk
tuning up their instruments
deep in the bamboo



May 12, 2025

hazy flower moon — 
we find our way forward
through remembered light



May 11, 2025

hand-scattering 

zinnia seeds like a prayer

over rain damp earth


May 10, 2025

in the pink of it
a tiny hitchhiking ant — 
peony bouque
t


May 09, 2025

tiny house sparrows
gauging the width of our vents
by slipping inside



May 08, 2025

silently jostling
for the best view of the sun —
azalea blossoms



May 07, 2025

a figure in black
walking at the edge of the road  —
dotting a solid line



May 06, 2025

highway hotel —
all night the sound of trucks
braking down the hill



May 05, 2025

the level of fear
rising like groundwater  —
trapped with no runway


May 04, 2025

describing branches
so we can help each other
find the green heron



May 03, 2025

heavy-hearted —
we pull out the old sorrows
to compare notes



May 02, 2025

spring peepers
insistently reminding —
we needed this rain



May 01, 2025

Mayday, mayday —
learning what we would do
in an emergency