Category: North America

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Stars & Stripes

Stars and stripes & a purple ponytailjiggling up and down on the windingroad fur-lined in Douglas Firs andpocket-bullys straining on chains. 

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Ancients

Jealous, she callsfor stardust and raises one fist high.  She’s a miracle-years-old and younger than 

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Attempting to Make a Point

Poetry — what an objectively disagreed upon reality, filled to overflow  with such things like fringe combs  and metallic tea jugs. Best now to bring it to a boil, to set on  the balcony railing and let seep 

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Waiting

Legs like barnacles swing wide over the stone wall to wait the coming storm.  Such joy in a white stucco worldof butterflies and garden gnomesand fistfuls of choices for breakfast!

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Waikiki in June

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Edgar

There can’t possibly be anything in the world more complicated than a sourdough starter.  I feed Edgar every 24 hours, sometimes more if he moans and belches  a watery black liquid. “Hooch” this is called, and apparently I am to stir it back in  and just keep feeding. But Edgar doesn’t like the sun & doesn’t like the pantry  & doesn’t like cool water and it must be … Read More Edgar

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Kaimana

With fistfuls of ocean, I scrubthe soles of my feet— exhausting flakes for the fish food watching the waves lose pieces in a fist fight with the breeze. I got a whole lotta sand to figure things out. The sun will wait for me patiently kissing umbrella cloudstil my blue towel be set near that low wall. Not for the first time do I wonder how long this will last.  Harnessing light from … Read More Kaimana

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Start Here

Beginning is the most difficult.  Here is this vision, this goal, this dream. Here is the triumphant ending, here are the quick montage days of the “normal” middle, and here is the second breakfast on the unusually warm day and the little boy passing a granola bar through the car window while I rest my bicycle against my thighs at the traffic stop.  What … Read More Start Here

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Wright’s Beach

If I am caught hold tight the strings against the seagull’s squalor and tight against the fading light. The children shriek a sandy progress and to my expedite delight the winds that harness heaven’s hurry take these piercing shrieks far from me. Far, far above the landscape the corners of me

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Surf Guru’s Three Rules

The waves on south shore Oahu are limp during the winter months. Adrenalized surfing doesn’t take place until April (really mid-May), when surprise swells from the Tasman Sea rip into the bays of Waikiki and Ala Moana. Sudden waves barrel on top of longboards, chipping them against the coral heads exposed during low tide. And such a surprise swell last April!

Announcement!

Available in paperback and e-book, Articulated Soul is a collection of 50 poems in five categories (Kansas, Austria, Indonesia, New Zealand, and Hawaii). These poems catalogue the many fragrant emotions of living abroad on one’s own, the sites and smells, the insecurities. Supplementing the angst are 25 original collages, expanding the metaphor of influence and creativity. Grateful acknowledgment is made to the editors and … Read More Announcement!

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Approaching the Alphabet

  Flight control signals hard           against            the             rain which whips >>>                                catastrophic! against the slick window panes salt and pepper ocean waves corn soup flavored popcorn the day                … Read More Approaching the Alphabet