Beauty

. Consideration in Friendship In The Inferno Canto Twenty-Nine, When Dante pauses, looks with longing for His uncle’s son amid...

. Remnants of the Spring Lupine, Paintbrush, remnants of the spring Color summer’s browning meadows, splashing Renoir dots and drabbles...

. Riverside Park—Labor Day An ambling river. Just a wheeze of gentle breeze. My soul aquiver. . . Desert Only...

. Autumn Reversed Once snowflakes have recrystalized,__they rise from where they fell;in Earth’s alternate universe__it’s early winter’s knell. The frost unfreezes,...

. Plowing Plain plowing cultivates delight Of partnership with animals: Two horses and a man unite To draw behind them...

. Downtown Like an iron maze, Clustered close, towers rise, Caging the very sky. Casting their cold gaze Through myriad...

. Resolve Much gain involves much pain and we can see, That discipline is hard, like pumping steam, Spending each...

. Dusk Come down! you fading orb of heat, __Come down, and rest your head, I watched you in your...

. Cutie Pie Cat The pink-nosed face of Prospero my cat, Pink nose and white fur face, is what he...

. Let Them Go Children born around the world __some fifty years ago were free to roam and run and...

. The Dying It’s getting to be time again when all the leaves, their labors nearly done, prepare their legacy....

. Nothing Compares Last year, on a private tour of Italy and Spain, I saw the Colosseum and cathedrals… so...

. Storm Dog Thunder, bounding through the holler, shouts. The lights are flickering but are not out. My dog is...

. Take Me Out to the Ball Game The game of baseball’s changed since I was younger, Back when the...

. Devotions Night after night, for nigh a year, When bedtime came, we’d watch our child Be overcome by his...

. Lamplights at Dusk  Along the tree-lined lane, I walk at dusk, On pavement gray, well-washed by autumn showers, And...

. The Painter  The moment when a painting is complete, He starts another piece without delay Like respiration—take a breath;...

. The Last Petal In a garden old and wise, Where blooms and seasons intertwine, A rose stood tall against...

. The Father of All Lights "Every good thing given and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from...

. Oaks of Righteousness “That they may be called oaks of righteousness, the planting of the LORD…”  ---Isaiah 61:3 What...

. August, at Your Pleasure The year, by August, late in middle age,gives knowing winks to autumn as the goldof...

. Follow the Miracle A random head-turn? Vector wind deflection? Or was it truly heavenly protection? His head came close...

. Viracocha Viracocha made the world, __He made it in a day. A day in Viracocha’s life __Would leave you...

. Valediction for a Critic "She can second-guess the sixth sense of a poem." —Seamus Heaney "I thought—and still think—that...

. To September Your fields and groves are lushly emerald still; Your flowers still waft their scents and vaunt their...

. Solitaire A fresh tableau gives hope of gaining traction In the builds. Shortly, though, you see you’re beat. It’s...

. Over the Hill Now that you’re "over the hill," Relax. Enjoy the view. Life’s a beach, so chill. Work?...

. Flora's England The hedgerows droop with bulbous berries black As feathers of the Raven in the sun Of August,...

. A Prayer in Three Quatrains Too well I know, I am a son of error; Too well I know...

. The Traveler I walked along a dusty road, The night was long and cruel and cold. When suddenly upon...

. Common Brief I watch the leaves awaken in the wood behind our home, as daybreak crawls along the trees,...

. I Have Waited for September I have waited for September When the stars shine silver white; When the sun...

. Cicada Serenade Boys hang their beat on the heat of the summer. Sticky days twang with their thick, tinny...

. Supply and Demand Infinite happiness isn’t available. Something so precious just isn’t that scalable. Boundless dismay, though, is much...

. Dante in Modern Times If I were Dante, and the quest were mine To reprise chapters of his Comedie...

. Recipe for a Poem Scraped clean of glib and warty observation, On pristine paper place one piercing thought. Add...

. Clouds Over Skye Vast mounting clouds rise over peak and vale; Their shifting billows filter noonday´s beams, Which pierce...

. For All Who Labor by Christine de Pisan (1364-c. 1430) Lady, fair branch where God’s grace blooms,Our labors, Saint...

. Garden Party The sparrows near the feeder flit and preen While predators politely quit the scene. A mockingbird is...

. Observation ____Comes morning, __And fog fills the forest Where bluebirds are wet on the wings. ____The toadstools __Are soaking...