High Fire Danger

The flame is still there,
sparking,
small and warm.
It was all I could do to
keep it dampened down.

Your breath
kindling it brighter.
Neutrality was only a
smoky dream.

I will give you
what breath I can,
but once
my house burned down
and I
must protect
my family from fire.



Published in "Shared Visions" anthology, Calyx Press, 2004.

Poetry -- a sampling

Bioluminescent Bay

You ask me if I
can dance.
I lie
and say no.
I glide
bioluminescent
in the water, warm
among the starfire
that brings heaven
home.

The spirits of my friends
wink in and out
trail down my arms
as I lift them
from the water,
a belly dancer gesturing,
longing for the lost ones.

I float with them,
turn and spin
around and around
to the music
pounding from the boat
until I am dizzy
with memory.
Salt tears commingle
drip back
to the sea.

​You are a bright star
overhead
alive and vital
full of possibilities
that are innocent enough
or not,
I do not know yet.

Star
streak down with me
into the night,
into the Caribbean Sea.
Churn the water
and watch the
sparks fly
with our dance
of life.


Published in “Migrations: Poetry & Prose for Life's Transitions” by Wildwood River Press, September 2011.