Posted in Uncategorized, tagged love, warmth, wish on January 23, 2020| 2 Comments »
Perhaps because I am cold
I want to bring you warmth—
isn’t that how it goes?
We wish for each other
what we most want for ourselves.
And so I wish you real love,
the kind that is as familiar
as brushing your teeth, as spectacular
as the sky tonight drenching the world
in pink just before
the dark took everything.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged canyoneering, parenting, poem, poetry, wish on July 11, 2016| 2 Comments »
If I had known to wish for this,
I would have—this day with its heat
and the way we found
the canyon, so narrow
and sculpted and smooth
with its creek so cold and shallow
and its falls not too tall to climb,
and my children
somehow quickly untamed
and willing to wade
and scale and explore.
Some days are like this,
no want to cajole or nudge,
no need to pretend things
are better than they are,
just laughter and shine
and feral wonder
and joy so wholly present
it’s only later I think to wish
it could last forever.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged nothing, poem, poetry, wish on February 3, 2016| 2 Comments »
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged parenting, poem, poetry, star, surrender, wish on October 31, 2013| 1 Comment »
While driving west
through the dark
toward home, she looks
out the window and says,
Hey, Mom, a wishing star,
and I fight the urge
to correct her and say,
It’s a planet. Instead,
I tell her, Tonight
there are unlimited
wishes. She is silent
for a long, long time,
and at last she says,
There, now that’s a good one.
Meantime, I find myself wishing
for the days when Vivian
took great delight in whispering
to me her wishes.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged children's poem, poem, poetry, W-week, wish, wonder on March 6, 2013| 2 Comments »
in honor of W-week at Mountain Sprouts Preschool
One Wednesday, I went a-walking
to make a wish on a star,
but because it was day
no stars lit my way.
so I wished on whatever I saw.
I wished on the wimpling wing
of a black bird perched on a wire.
I wished on a worm
and a wheel that turned
and a window that gaped ajar.
I wished on a white-seeded weed
that whirled on the whistling wind.
I wished on the woods
growing near where I stood
and I wished on a willow’s bend.
And I had so much fun a-walking
and looking for places to wish
that I went and forgot
the wish that I’d thought
was the most importantest.
Instead I found hundreds of wonders—
the water, the weather … Wa-hoo!
I remember! My wish
was to find happiness,
and wow, my wish came true.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged haiku, poem, poetry, star, wish on April 23, 2012| 2 Comments »
wishing
different wishes on
the same star
