And still the lion roars.

Not of two years

atop plastic slide

public baby pool bound

dictating his terms

to the undulating savannah.

But as a mighty four-year captain

of playground pirate ship

leading, encouraging, commanding

his invisible crew.

I envy him.

Fully submerged in adventure.

Not toe in, nor lapping rolled up trouser.

But deep into the silky blue.

So submerged, my half-hearted, self-conscious shark

Brings a flash of real fright to his busy eyes.

I envy him.

So consumed by the moment

That reality is make-believe.


I’m staring absently
in the shower
as the water
cascades down
over and over. 

The droplets
splash the bathtub
in a of pattern
of sparkling
again and again. 

They remind me
of a moonlit beach
dancing on a
moonlit beach
from long ago. 

A memory
almost forgotten. 

Inspired by: another long night 

what do you dream 

What do you dream of little one?

A smile, enlightens your face
for the most beautiful of sunsets.
A scowl, flickers across
for a hurt received.
A quickened heart beat
for the thrill of the chase.
A frown, questions
the flight of a bee.
An upturned lip,
for the joy of fragrant flowers.
A serene stillness
from the peace that love brings.
A thousand years of memories
that have yet to be seen.


Inspired by: sleeping baby

a wish

If I could grant a wish
It would be for you to know
the enormity of who you are.
You are everything.
The sun, the moon, the stars
everything that has been
and everything yet to come.

The love that lasts a life time
that no words can destroy
that the years cannot weaken
that miles shall not diminish.


Inspired by:  new baby love