Cravings
So delicious
both tangy and sweet
with just a bit
of spice
I daydream about
the chicken
veggies and rice
but it’s the
yogurt sauce
that is the key
to a perfect
chicken teriyaki
and I just wish
with all my heart
that I could find
the recipe
The Crossing
The trees whisper
a promise of shelter
as we move
along the path
only to pause
at a bridge
connecting
one hill to the next
and rather than
moving on
we spend the time
to climb down
and peek
at the surprises
beneath
Deck Shibari
I check my mail
and what do I see
but a wonderful gift
waiting for me
A quintet of Lennies
have arrived in the mail
in bubble wrap and tissue
that I eagerly tear
and as ripping ensues
what I find within
takes me by surprise
and makes me grin
Both creative and lovely
each one has been
bound with care
My brain whispers “shibari”
and I just had to share.
Where We Go
I crave raindrops
tapping out
slow rhythms
from cedar tips
to mossy ground
in muffled
melodies
that are scented
with the sweet aroma
of green
blended with
the sharp sting
of sap’s scent
on the senses
Taking Flight
Dance with me
on the air currents
in an expression
of flirtation
and joy
as we play
chase the tail
with each other
through
space and time
until our laughter
fills the air
with the celebration
of being us…
together.
The White Stuff
No snow this year
the weatherman says
and the forests
stay lush and green
as evergreen trees stand
fronds of fern sway
and the moss
continues to cling
No ice on the rocks
no white fluff
the water
continues to flow
and you have to head east
to mountain peaks
if you want to play
in the snow
Twisting the Leaf 