Just After the Last Vestige of Grief Goes Missing

the morning light will reveal
the windows to be in need of cleaning

a ritual phrase — first things first — ┬ásaid while grinding coffee
will be said

the kitchen will be puttered about
a few dishes in the sink will be cleaned by hand and left
to be air dried
a small pad of paper used to make shopping lists
will not be located in the junk drawer
so window cleaner will be jotted down on the back on envelope
and after the a couple of moments
light bulbs

that the coffee has turned cold
will be of no matter

Just After the Last Vestige of Grief Goes Missing

What Drives Us

broken down on the mountain road
that follows a curving
glacial in its beginnings
and the ravine
seeming to sulk

we should have been home by then
not passing time til the tow-truck rescue

with you in the car

from those winds pushing
the gray sheets overhead

and me
tripping through the underbrush
towards the creek

later i stood on its bank not sure it was the wind
making the trees bend
and creak

then hopped from rock to rock
toward the other side
daring the waters
to pull me in


What Drives Us

Love As Vast

love as vast
as the flood waters
that surround
the stranded
who signal with waving arms
to those far away

November Shadorma: 30 of 30

Well here we are at the end of ShaNov. For me it’s been an intriguing challenge (I don’t know what it means that my mind keeps sliding to flood waters as if appearing again and again in a dream). I hope the other awesome fellows who participated have enjoyed their time and effort. I put out there that I will be taking a Shadorma break in December, but that starting in January I might begin Shadorma Sunday. Now I give you the awesome fellows who participated:

A Prayer Like Gravity

Gramma Krackers

Lauren Scott

Kat Mortensen


Ben Naga

Jane Dougherty

Merril Smith

Ken G.

Kerfe and Nina

corvus brachyrhnchos


Linda Lee Lyberg


Kelly Lewis

Love As Vast