Your light
illuminates the truth
so much
it burns
my soul

so small
against the fall snow, the acorn
and I

Straining to see the lesson
darkness falls
on my disappointment

Thirty year old man
without coverage--let him die?
"Crucify him! Crucify him!"

*Note: This was written as a response to the Tea Party debate audience crying out in the affirmative to a theoretical scenario asking whether an uninsured 30 year old should be allowed to die.

A ladybug sits
on my question mark. Is she
asking or answering?

a cool breeze
in the garden a cup of tea
whispered chanting

a cool breeze
a warm cup of tea
in the garden

I transplant
ornamental grass
in the speckled sunlight

Three families of birds
live, grow up and fly away
my empty nest