8.27.2013

An early evening jog around the block
becomes
a trek down memory lane
as
the sweet smell of hot frying donuts
takes
me back to a bakery counter in Poland
then
nostrils flare as the crisp scent of charcoal
brings
memories of marshmallows and campfire Smores
until
the cold smell of damp soil mixed with rain
returns
me to childhood nights on the lawn staring at the stars
and
I am home again.  

8.21.2013

still too deep

doggedly casting stones
into the dark abyss
wishing the waters would somehow
be shallow enough to reflect the grey clouds
that roll endlessly above
but i am forced to face
the relentless depths of this chasm
and my grief

8.09.2013

In each passing day of summer,
I feel autumn's sweet wooing.
Where shorelines give way
gold, sienna, and crimson leaves await.
You may have your scorching sun
'cause a cool breeze is on the way!

8.08.2013

After all these years,
your blue eyes and sweet smile
can still make my knees swim,
my heart flutter,
my eyes light up.
I like that
about you.

8.05.2013

Children's laughter rolls
through the knee high grass.
Thistles and Dandelion wishes bend
beneath bare feet and round-bellied bees.
High above, the sun holds court.
Summer isn't budging anytime soon.