A poem about big internet businesses paying mind to the details when so many others did not.
A birthday song for anyone who has been stuck inside with a cold on their special day.
Swallow me whole
Body and soul
Not just to the middle
But all of my quiddle…
I’m a little light bulb, hanging on the tree.
Though you use me every year, you never think of me.
Wasting electricity on twinkly lights to bring pleasure to your lives,
But you could get the very same thing by looking at the skies…
A poem for an old friend who needs nothing and has more than she knows.
A poem inspired by a pillar of rock that stands upon a beach, opposing the waves that lap around it.
A poem inspired by the popular appeal of Donald J. Trump and “Sympathy for the Devil” by the Rolling Stones.
A poem inspired by Christina Rossetti’s In the Bleak Midwinter, and by a sunny day in late December.
The leaves turn, half way through nature’s year.
Growth foreshadows decline; the sun bows lower.
Dappled by barer branches, but it still shines.