Wordless Wednesday
Bashō comes to Washington
April cherry blossoms
haiku fundamentals
Book Spine Poetry: iii.
Silent Sunday
seattle mariners
stray wisps of gray
seeking refuge
from the confinement
of a tattered baseball cap
sunday attire
beaded pink purse
orange silk scarf
purple fishnet stockings
gray-haired madame
spring-inspired
I’m Calling Him ‘Norm’…
a remembered summer evening with crazy friends & sometime lovers in 1989
daylight edges closer—
oh, but we do not wish
to abandon the night!
betrayed
their truth calls them out
I see it more and more each day
it saddens but informs me
validation
I am
but when I’m seen
it’s the sugar on top
A Sawyer's Daughter 
Chit Chat