The Day of Exile when neighbors were also friends we miss them dearly

Pink outstretched arms uplift a heavy winter heart. Spring blossoms.

Here, the Sasquatch stalks Its giant shadow silent Its breath creeps like fog

Chicken crossed to side Knock Knock, who is at my door It is me chicken

Skates swerve across ice Crisp snow blankets piny trees Winter has arrived

Haiku curlicue Swiftly swirling swimming songs Eddies smooching shore

The water is blue The blue is as still as stone The stone all scattered

Jellyfish. Moon. Star. Seal. Salish. Dead and living. Heron. Wave. In. Out.

strawberry season I’m trying for the first time my mom’s red lipstick

cherry trees in bloom still looking for the right words for a good poem