dan woke up to the smell of bacon. irresistible. he rolled over on his pillow, still sleepy.  he read the clock and rubbed his eyes.  as...

there is an orange cat. he is six years old and he lives in a house with two humans and two other cats. this house has a kitchen, which ...

there were piles of them.  some covered in a shell of hard cardboard.  others glossy.  some stuffed.  some finished.  some unfinished.  som...

there is a museum for kids. a museum for science. a museum for arts. a museum for performing arts. a museum for sculpture. a museum for the...

it was not the best way to meet a girl, to spill coffee all over her.  but it seemed to work for Leo.  this was the second time he'd...

she carefully scraped the edges of the stainless steel bowl with the long handled silver spoon, collecting every last delicious splatter of...

every house on main street has window boxes filled with various-colored pansies.  the mail boxes are hand painted.  the houses are numbered...

the snow-capped mountain is named the Opossum Castle.  opossum means white beast in the native language of the valley.  some stories are to...

sophie stole her neighbors dingy last Saturday, not out of spite for them, but out of necessity for the dingy.  the mountains obscured h...

at the dim little bar in town they are known not for their beer taps, their fine wine selection, or the top row of elaborate bottles filled...

i took the camera out into the garden today and took some pretty pictures of my bluebells, strawberry plants, the double take scarlet storm,...

every sunday afternoon some elderly women and men set up their backgammon tables around the duck ponds in the park. they play for plasti...

to protect him from the storm, they allowed a horse into a local book store.  this was not the best idea.  not for the horse.  and certainly...

muriel grew many vegetables on her farm, which lay between the north village and the lake lands.  she was best known for the quality of ...

yesterday morning ben woke up late, made himself a pot of coffee, and looked out over the lake.  he was surprised to see a row boat floating...

Norman and his wife Beatrice once owned a full-blown bakery.  they were younger then and had the energy to be up early and keep up with ...

couples gather on the foothills at the shallow-rising base of the mountain range for picnics in the spring time. men bring their dogs th...

light shines in through the front window of the City South Library in the early evening.  in summer, the light casts long boxes over she...

  he pours himself a thermos of hot coffee and pulls an orange beany over his ears to keep warm.  before anyone else in the village wa...

the blond haired girl that works the espresso bar at the big-name-bookstore around the corner has six tattoos.  there's one she never...

bo is a black cat with no tail.  he had a tail once.  he can't remember what it felt like to have one. but truth be told, he tries no...

every friday morning the empty lot behind the roller skating rink fills up with men and women driving big trucks, pulling stalls, filled ...

outside the bar three teenagers sit. the curb providing a foundation for both sport and reflection. skate boards rest, sullen, beside them. ...

the end meal. dealt by a tired waitress in black. to a couple just beginning. over muscles sautéed in white wine and butter. crostini with ...

With Adelaide, Cat, and Sara (and Rowdy)...       We took this picture for Nicole (think great British bake-off). ♥   ...

on our way back we saw a bound land where nightmares stop. suggestions of love obscure today. we should have helped everyone. ...

about jack.   1. jack likes to sleep in a USPS priority mail box.  it fits him perfectly. 2. jack prefers to be spoon fed his medica...

i am shaping beautiful hope clearly closed and sometimes crazy. but will you teach me respect for self in the quake of others who are h...

i keep tomorrow sunny filled with hanging the flower warm and dirty hands i am busy when allowed sneezing at hungry matter all for fun...

every season i go visit to India to Vegas to Cape Cod all shotgun guru and his miserable prophet i leave people who pretend to be...

there goes the cowards. they walk. kick. throw  visual hate. send your echo of wonder with wisdom wearing a sign. they discovered the ...

i like listening to the heat vents rattle with the warm air pushing its way towards me at 6:31 in the morning on a cold, spring's Sat...

... about my dad. 1. my dad hates the song rock lobster by the b52s.  you can ask him why. 2. my dad is great at telling stories.  especi...

so they aren't/weren't springtails.  i did a lot more reading up.  springtails spring, as in jump.  the little white specs i fou...

i went to go take lots of pretty pictures of my pretty terrariums.  it's not very bright in here, so i used flash with my lovely camera...

i decided that i want some new plants in the house, and have for a while been drawn to the idea of a terrarium; a small little eco system e...

he sat at a table, his back to space he waited for the girl who wrote the book that held the secrets of his past lives. she entered ...

We should have shoveled In the middle of the night Or sprinkled fresh salt on the deck At the point we understood When the white stuff w...

Big scoop. Seed sale for farmers. How they lined up, pushed barrows into farm town. Vroom, vroom. Such miracle growth is. Denim, ___ swit...

The first time we had breakfast together in a duvet with white pillow cases, he leaned forward and took my two hands in his hands and sai...

There are new breaks in New England.  Like the soilders Each has fallen, against one another Splintering in every way every time a unique...

I take myself a piece apart beyond the light of worlds that to and fro, But oh, the alienated hurt Till someone finds me and takes me out...

Saint Valentine. although tired, should the interested party impart the plot of the dreamer's cause by permanently fixating? Might ...

First, a love must be magical, Then musical as a sea-gull. It must be a brightness moving And hold secret a bird's flowering. It mus...

Heartbreak is contagious, a hot fire in the stomach, to numb the heart and let sweaty palms grow moist in the morning traffic.  We seek ...

Candy, foil wrapped, cardboard and paper. The construction of the truffle. Little chocolate whirls spiral, and at the center a surpr...

Should there not be a forbidden love, should there not be in the present sentiment of golden aged permissions, should there not be by a sacr...

the love poem project will resume tomorrow, and there will still be 28 poems.  i'll post three or four tomorrow to catch up - just need ...

What thoughts I had of you today, John Barrowman, while I skipped down the main road under the awnings with a bunch of carnations looking at...

Love has trickled down young pupils branches to a thin howl. It is planted in every vein to keep the untidy mirth of wondering. Everyon...

We stood by at dawn that blistered day, And watched the sun turn white, as though lovers we looked on, And a few whispers lay on the star...

i don't do many reviews on my poetry blog.  in fact, this is only the second review i have been asked to do by other poets.  but then, ...