Harvest Moon
I combed my fingers
through corn silk hair
picking watermelon
kisses
and the breeze
rippled
the deep pools
of liquid
flesh
intoxicating
as chardonnay. Continue reading
heartwood
Elan Vital
What remains
of the apples
is cider
and the deer.
The north
is storming Continue reading
Invitation
Painting by Richard Rensberry
May your heart sing like the mockingbird, lilting
bright as the monarch in the marigolds, red
as the blood of the Indian paintbrush
flourishing at the gate to the orchard, happy Continue reading
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