Queen Anne’s Lace

An elegant name for what is often
considered a weed. Wild carrot. White flower.
They recall a runner my mother placed
on the dining room table for holidays.
A purple drop from a wine glass.


Tiger Lily Days

The hot days and cool nights marked

by garden tiger lilies and roadside rogues

and early cherry tomatoes that I pick

and eat here in my shaded chair –

book, pencil, paper, iced tea, these words.



tiger lilies

Dark Night of the Soul

moon blue tree


Forgotten in the lilies of the day

are the night’s terrors of the soul.

No mystic, not a believer, simple soul,

without divine connection, floating lightly and free,

a butterfly toiling and spinning at blooms.


Inspired by The Dark Night of the Soul  by St. John of the Cross.