Poem for Loved Ones Who Are Hurting
Rest in Peace, James (Jimmy) Edington – We are Here for Noemi
100 Years, 1 Month and 1 Day in this World, and Now Dancing with the Daffodils
A remembrance and a haiku for the intrepid little lady we lost, Ruth Violet Hiatt Holt.
suicide regrets: i missed the nuances of your decline
A poem dedicated to my brother, a victim of suicide, who suffered in silence. Call the suicide prevention hotline at 800-273-8255.
goodbye, my brown-eyed girl
A remembrance poem for a gentle dog who licked my hand and leapt into my heart.
You Left Us Too Soon: Open Letter to Steven Thomas Harvell on His Birthday
I remember my brother now more with joy at what was than sadness about what will never be.
A footprint, a feather and a leaf, about to be swept away. Remembering my brother in a haiku.
For Dad…National Poetry Month
I’m not on the recommended pace to write a poem each day this month to participate in National Poetry Month, but this one happened in about 30 seconds. There will never be another muse like my Dad. He was a remarkable, wonderful, loving, accepting, listening […]
Time Travel in the Produce Section (a poem)
A vignette in the produce section inspired a poem about dads and daughters.
(Another) Haiku for Dad, On His Second Birthday in Heaven
My dad was born 80 years ago today in West Texas as the Great Depression was coming to an end in the shadow of another Great War in Europe, a time before regular Americans realized we’d be involved in that war. With that backdrop and […]
Heart-Theater, an Elegy
An elegy for three, from the one remaining. They live in my heart-theater, their voices all trumpets and whispers and hugs.
I didn’t know you, Anthony Bourdain.
For people like me, there’s a sense of loss from the abrupt ending of Anthony Bourdain’s huge contribution to the canons of travel, food and cultural understanding, and a reluctant but absolutely unavoidable comparison to our own unwelcome experiences with the savage, raw, rollercoaster aftermath of suicide.
Haiku: Suicide Journey
Processing continuing grief with a haiku; and also a link to the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention. NaHaiWriMo
Haiku: Days Gone By
A haiku for yesterdays, with images from the enigmatic Bolivar Peninsula of my childhood.
Dad is gone…and still our hearts are full
A little Christmas poem from Glover Gardens about sorrow, joy and the Christmas miracle.
Three Haiku from a Day at the Beach, Remembering Dad
Thanksgiving weekend, eight of us family members spanning three generations packed into my Honda Pilot and headed down to the Bolivar Peninsula where I grew up. We were on a mission to visit Dad’s favorite restaurant down there, and remember him. It was a perfect […]
Looking Back and Finding Joy: Happy 51st, Dear Brother
50-year old photographs celebrate the birthday and memory of one who left us too soon: Steven Thomas Harvell.
My Brother’s Suicide: Out of the Darkness and Into the Light
I have never said this in a public forum: my brother’s untimely death four years ago was a suicide. Hear my plea: if you’re hurting, please tell someone.