Friday, 17 June 2016

Saturday, 11 June 2016


Clusters of black notes
compose summer's sweetest song
blackberry medley



Friday, 20 May 2016


Black sandals or brown
The casual ones or dress
Flip-flops it is


Monday, 16 May 2016


Early morning walk
Passing other reflective souls
The ocean waves


Friday, 6 May 2016

Happy Hour


Day breaks quietly
My quill and scroll rustling
Birds in the trees



Fleeing refugees 
Carry broken hearts
And little else


Wednesday, 4 May 2016


Some follow rules,
Wisdom, or a certain path;
Christ says, "Follow Me"



Sunday, 24 April 2016

Waves of Mercy


Fearing calamity
They prodded Christ to waken
Their faith in Him surged




Saturday, 23 April 2016

Friday, 22 April 2016

Wednesday, 13 April 2016

Sunday, 10 April 2016


Floating above
Pirates' sunken treasure
Glittering jewels


Thursday, 7 April 2016


Eagles at Swan Lake
Find sanctuary and rest
My spirit concurs


Wednesday, 6 April 2016

Victoria, BC


My garden city's 
Flower count promo in March
Meets with icy glares


Tuesday, 5 April 2016

My Best Buddy


In the puzzle box,
In my face at 5 a.m.,
In the ground, my heart



Monday, 4 April 2016

Cathedral Grove


The scent of cedar,
Ferns re-birthed on mossy logs
Waterfall baptism


Saturday, 26 March 2016

Metaphysics


Beyond a shadow
Light, life, divine evidence
Open eyes to see


Gastronomy


Gaston's palate
Is delighted with a mix
Of greens and bleu cheese


Wednesday, 23 March 2016


As she boards the train
He whispers, “Sayonara,
     If it must be so”   

      

                      

Petting Zoo


Kids of all ages
Watch the daily goat stampede,
Kicking up their heels



The rhododendrons
With their rosy-scented blooms
Cause me to pause and inhale   


Saturday, 19 March 2016


Fanciful peacock
Display your brilliant colours
Eyes are upon you


Foreign Culture


Japanese girls
Commonly sneeze in this way:
Hai - ku 



Cherry blossoms drift
From the canopy of pink
I dream in haiku


Zinnia


You winnia my vote
with your colourful petals
and amazing designs 





The Haiku Queen


Most honourable of nicknames
One can be dubbed
Consisely, that’s me



Wednesday, 16 March 2016


Cherry blossoms begin
Lawn-mowers and sunbathers
Get revved up for spring


Closer Than a Brother


The disciple leaned
On Christ's bosom, heard His heart
Knew that he was loved



Irregular fit
Cinderella's glass slipper
His ring on my hand


Crackerjack


As a child
I had the skill to find good
In all packages


Sunday, 6 March 2016

Saturday, 5 March 2016

Seclusion


By myself in the woods
Dozens of daffodils greet me
I'm never alone



Satisfaction is
Napping on a sun-soaked couch
With my purring cat


Zephyr


God of the west wind
Gently blow your breeze my way
My sails await your breath



Fuelled with passion,
My pen races across the page
Zealously I write




Cloud-coloured painting
Displayed on blue parchment sky
God's hand print, impressed




Jewelled cloak arise
Reveal morning's glory
Silk lavender scarf


Wednesday, 2 March 2016


Like a golden scribe,
Dawn inscribes the lining of
The clouds. Proud, she beams

Liquid Days Photo

A Murder of Crows


Overhead they fly
Gathering in the treetop
Their black brains plotting




A galaxy
Of dust particles swirl
In the spotlight's beam


Noisy Ferry Ride


Squawks of playing kids
Loud Chinese conversations
My husband snores


At 52


Feeling blessed today
For the hand that I've been dealt
The wild cards, too


Dinner Theatre?


A lesser famous
Opera of Puccini-
Barca Zucchine 



We bought biscotti
And Melba toast at the deli
Now zwieback for more




Don't quarrel, palm leaf
With the zyzzyva weevil
They always have the last word



With maturity and boldness
You approach my lips
My sweet, Zinfandel



Baby zebras are
Absolutely adorable
In living colour


Monday, 29 February 2016


In humble service
The King knelt to wash my feet,
Purify my soul



Shimmering diamonds
The silent waves entrance
Ten thousand angels dance



Beneath outstretched limbs
Stripped, wind-whipped yet unbroken,
Crimson leaves are shed




Sunlight streams through clouds
God's voice may now be silent
Still, He speaks to me