Tricks played upon my eyes, I returned to Dark stretch of slender pines, pondered Things perplexing, unexplained. We saw Each other, this I know, fairy, woodland Sprite, diminutive body, tiny...
As I’ve grown older, my feelings for sea have Not lessened, but have evolved. No doubt, So have I changed, mirror reflecting waves Of time and life washing over me....
September lavender dawn, coffee in hand, Bathrobe, bare feet, I step outside, inhale Deep breath, cool, fresh feeling to air. From my elevated deck, passing mist on Maine channel, seven...
Watching someone watching, such simple But intimate moments, gallery in Maine, Large sunlit windows, river overlooking, Open spaces, polished hardwood floors. (I dare not say when or where.) She was...
Cold is the sky this morning, no warmth Provided by cloud-streaked rising sun. Cold is the surf this morning, summer’s Circling seabirds flying south. Alone On this Maine shore of...
Part 3: Imagined View (Last) Quiet evening walk around wooded island Lake, tree-stirring breeze, Maine’s long Light gave way to evening, first points Of rising light. We take refuge in...
Part 2: Two Seabirds Visit on mainland, we talked, we kissed. Did I kiss you first, or with eyes closed, Pause midway? It matters not now, when Words fail, silence...
Part 1: Touches, Feelings How does one know which way they are? Your touches moved me, feelings I cannot Ignore, nor do I want to. Can they come Full bloom...
Telltale snap of broken tree limbs betrayed Trespasser approaching secluded stream, Blurred motion edge of sight, hard descent, Thick spruces concealed my bathing place, Sunlit broad stone, ankle-deep water flowed,...
Yes, we bought an old seaside house in Maine, Near Lubec, most eastern part of foreshore, Next to Canadian border, two plus hours out Of Bangor, edifice to another era...