April 17th, 2013

Where should it go now? In that? Here? Up there? Where to put the heart that tried?

Easter Haiku

March 31st, 2013

That rolled-away stone and empty grave just remind her, He’s still leaving.

Holy Saturday Haiku

March 30th, 2013

Hope met with silence. Bury your heart in that grave or believe it was true?

Palm Sunday Haiku

March 24th, 2013

Take off your cloak and lay it in the road and hope he hears your welcome


January 24th, 2013

What if they taught me all wrong? What if love, in fact, is not dangerous?

Lines for J. on her 28th Birthday

December 5th, 2012

(in conversation with Isaiah & G.F. Handel) How beautiful are The feet of her that preaches The gospel of peace Beautiful the hands That help things grow, sometimes with A tearing of roots Beautiful the eyes That cannot see the path but Welcome the next step Beautiful the face That through tears has come to […]

Return of the Haiku: Never A Good Sign

November 7th, 2012

Does knowing that it’s not going to happen mean it never could have?

Annual Haiku

February 6th, 2012

January is Sacred Sorrow, branch and bone; Welcome cold inside. February is Faerie Forage, moss and soil; Wake the sleeping greens.


June 24th, 2011

Station wagon, you rolling monument to Time Inescapable


April 19th, 2011

When asked what she missed the most about her twenties she replied, “Singing.”