June

the bullwhip of thunder frightens the cat. Cover the grill and bring in the porch cushions. watch the rain pelt the petals off flowers. lightning plays tag across the sky. rain drops dazzle on the leaves, bathed in break-away sun beams through the rushing clouds and the earth smells fresh and woodland I wrote this…

May

the season softens with drips of dew, harbinger of splendor. Magnolia petals billow in a pink and purple breeze as spring yields to the slow crawl of summer’s approach.   I wrote this draft as part of National Poetry Writing Month. I hope to collect these works for a mixed media/writing piece I am working…

April

April moves as a mountain of clouds, rain broken by sun and unbroken again. April offers a pretentious hope of life renewed, drowns your hope and births it again. I wrote this draft as part of National Poetry Writing Month. I hope to collect these works for a mixed media/writing piece I am working on…

A thought for today…

We cannot solve our problems with the same thinking we used when we created them. ― Albert Einstein