Holding Pattern

One month ago today was my last chemo treatment, and I received my first post chemo check up today with my wonderful oncologist, Dr. Jacqueline Vuky. She was pleased with all of my blood work and pleased to hear me report that after a rough patch (more vertigo, a surprise root canal), I was feeling…
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Today is the anniversary Of the first day Of the last month Of your life I sit and listen to the rain Dashing sorrowfully against the window and wonder Would I have done things differently Had I known? I think back to holding your hand Brushing away remaining wisps of hair Of never leaving without…
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Skin ashen beneath afternoon fog Time to move onward Upward Pushing through earth Like a young shoot Only not so green Just a little stunted I stretch out for light Feel it spread across me Gather up just myself Head into the sun The rest–lost in the glare Goes by unmissed

End of the Drought

Soaked through with sweat Just standing still Breathing almost too much to bear The sky, the dull side of tin foil Suddenly a breeze blows up The sky heaves in closer, then angry It turns the purplish-white of an underripe eggplant Birds gather in the bare field Anticipating the push of worms The road grows…
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The Edge of Winter

This world Of brightest blinding white Frozen still lifeless Holds secrets Soon revealed Beneath hard cold ground A spark of warmth grows A slow sleepy stir Is beginning A yawn grows deep within A collective ear is pressed to the earth above Waiting for a sound A smell The sense of light

Rainy Season

Rainy Season The rains have come again They skitter across the roof Big fat drops Converging Streaming towards the eaves Enshrouding the windows in translucent sheets Saturating the ground Filling the street On and on It falls and rushes Falls and rushes Grey sky, expressionless reveals no sign of retreat