VILLA CIMBRONI’S FLOWERS 2012

Monet-like blossoms fill the landscape in this
place where poets go to die; it’s so spectacular
The view from the Terrace of Infinity, the
azure Tyrrhenian sea and the Amalfi coast
stretch forever. Wagner wrote parts of Parsifal
here, and D.H.Lawrence vacationed here –
it is magical. And hard to leave especially
as the scent of limoncello fills the air,
and the music, ah the music…

Cimbroni Monet flowers

MILE OF MEMORIES COUNTRY CHURCH – 2008

Just coming here takes me back all those
years and I hear voices singing “K-k-k-katy.”
Wonder if it’s just coincidence we named
one of our daughters Kate…I can smell
the fruit from the strawberry shortcake
festival held in this church every August.
It conjures up the Allen barn fire also for
some reason, and their herd of cows struck
by lightning, all laying on their sides beneath
a tree, and bloated, dead – it still horrifies and
saddens me in equal measure; the poor beasts
trying to get out of the storm, got them killed.
Mile of Memories Church

RED SNAILS IN THE SUNSET NYC – 2013

Larger than life, an escargot statue
on the street is perfect in every way
Except, of course, he is lobster-red
which makes him Warhol pop-art
Even though Andy did not create
this slug, his work well could have
been the inspiration for him
In fact, I bet old Andy’s grinning from
wherever he ended up.

Red Snail in the Sunset

WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME ALL ALONE?

Overnight you were missing – we thought gone forever;
kidnapped, or worse And searched yards and parks, streets,
the dog pound – everywhere we could think to look.
And no-one slept that night; we put your bed on the stoop
in case you came home on your own…then lay on the couch,
just inside the door – listening, weeping, hearts hurting
In the morning, one last try – a call to the pound –
a voice described you, said yes, they had you –
Unbelievably, they’d had you all night-
Your wee betrayed eyes, accusing face, said it all…

Why did You Leave Me All Alone

NEW YEAR’S EVE IN GLASTONBURY 2013

Oh how I remember this…holding your hand
while we watched these bursting overhead
Like giant sparkling blossoms; it was so cold
but none of us wanted to go, they were so
beautiful and the sound tremendous
I recall worrying about how red your cheeks
were, and kept pulling your hat over your ears
You telling me not to worry, that you were okay.
Would that I had known how soon it could
be done, no longer would I get to worry
– at least so that you could know …
Glastonbury NY fireworks

ART LIKE POLLOCK’S – 2015

Near City Hall, wrapped round poles,
art like Pollock’s on sheets of steel
is mounted as if the wind’s put together
a show just for the inner city
On dull days, the colours are muted
but seem particularly suited to the
square; when it’s sunny, the colours
come forth and dance with light
Street art that works for all, it’s inspired.

Art Like Pollock

NYC’S SILVER GLOBE OUTSIDE SOMEONE OR OTHER’S TOWER 2013

We pass the UN and I see it and love
it; I photograph it, figuring its silver
perfection is part of the UN’s glory, never
for a moment suspecting it might belong
to a megalomaniac that stamps his name
upon everything he owns. Perhaps I’ve
been misinformed – I’ve studied this globe
inch by inch and cannot even find initials
…perhaps we are the world, after all.

Silver World

OUTSIDE ROCKEFELLER SQUARE GOLD AND SILVER FLAGS – 2014

I don’t recall, why do they fly these
beautiful flags – is it because it’s Christmas?
Are they merely decorative? Probably…
But now I’m home and it’s summer, not winter
I didn’t think my memories would be season-dependent
but then, they haven’t been very
reliable for a long time, have they?
I do remember it was a beautiful place to be

Silver and White flags at Rockefeller Sq

ORIGAMI FLOWERS FOR THE POETRY FESTIVAL – 2015

Her words went into the air and wove
round the listeners like skeins of silken
yarn, drawing them closer
As the chilly Spring afternoon wore on,
the patio heaters were fired up and
readers, poets, and listeners, gathered
round the warmth to drink coffee, tea,
or hot chocolate – and all the while, her
fingers flew as she fashioned paper flowers,
perfect paper flowers for them all
Origami Flowers for PoFest 2015