Remember those childhood summers, when you leaped astride your bicycle and explored your wondrous neighborhood? All that innocence all that joy. Here’s a poem reflecting that gladness.                        …

Thunderstorms, chill, heat, calm, the seasons are contending. We can all feel summer in the air, though it’s not officially with us. A time for power, the power of…

Here in Ohio, chill, cloudy days are giving way to sunlight and warmth. Here’s a special invitation to the very next warm, rainy spring afternoon. An Invitation There’s a…

Here, a small selection of spring and spring-like haiku. Upbeat, as a warming season invites us to our gardens and our greening parks. Always keeping in mind our six…

Here we are, self-isolating from a virus, as spring begins in a mist of rain, gray, and chill. But soon the sun will appear, and the dreary days will…

Winter is chill and gray here in Columbus, Ohio, where the sun can disappear for days. But the sun always breaks through again, and winter becomes light-struck. There is…

Early November, a hint of winter in the air. I remind myself that the season need not be perceived as cold, dark, grim. Winter has a purpose far more…

With the advent of September, autumn begins its sweep into Columbus. It’s with us today, more than just a hint of it. The earlier- setting sun, the coolness of…

Warm, heartful summer is with us, bringing memories of the enchanted seasons of our childhood. Bright mornings, endless, easeful afternoons, silent, star-graced nights. Here’s a poem about one such…

Pleasant, sunny days, rain and thunder evenings, altogether a remarkable spring here in Columbus. Here’s a poem from my “Love Life” collection that, for me, captures the power and…