Kitchen Window


Outside kitchen window
Olive tree
One of three
Feeds bird and bee

Spied from kitchen window
Sun’s last rays
Create displays
Pink, gold, maize
Demand my gaze

Inside kitchen window
Hands in sink
Can’t help think
I AM in sync
Joy’s distinct


* I love my new house. I can watch the sun set from both my studio and the kitchen. No matter where I am, the evening sky gifts me with color, wonder.

Evidence Of

Evidence of...

I look at my wrinkles, sags,
furrow in brow
budding jowl
And  wonder
“Where did they come from?”

Then I remember:
I have lived!

I have loved
For three decades
Nearly four

Grown  babies
In my womb
Fed them,  held them
Let them soar

Cities, Countries
Canyons, Mountains
Skyways, Shore

I’ve touched
Grand and grimy
Caressed new life
Felt hands slip from mine
To pass beyond this veil, to more

Joys and sorrows
Smiles, tears, frowns
Created wrinkles, sags,
furrowed brow, jowl

I AM art
I’m fine sculpture
Work of passion
Labor of Love

I have lived!
Fully embraced
I AM evidence of