Of My Mother, 92, With Alzheimers 1 I hate to think she may no longer dream of me. She lies on her couch and stares at the ceiling like… read more
Beginning the Prayer I stand facing Mecca the house all around me parallel with everything hands up to my ears the Prayer begins Hands across chest… read more
Haiku for 1/19/07 on DeenPort… The sky is pewter… No birds come to the feeder — war desolates all These haiku are i… read more
Heart & Soul If all my poems seem to end up in the same place it’s because I also want to end up there grateful to God… read more