March, near the field (tanka)

the time of ripples and tides

In the field where I used to board my horse many years ago, there were fossils and artifacts galore. It was thrilling to find them! And these treasures told the story of the sea bed that covered North America millions of years ago, and told of the river that ran through the area thousands of

Gray Light

Blessing for a New Home

Naming

This is a poem about rising….creating a new life….