Beyond the sun

I scan albums for photos of just my Dad and me as a newborn or baby. Disappointed there are none.

I search for him
beyond the sun
where the bay and sky meet
where some of his ashes
are free to roam
the memory of a final family outing
crabbing at the Keyport pier
I search his smile
through cancer's misery
where a daughter and father's love understood
tackles this heartprint
like a bluefish wrestling
at the end of the line
we wrangle to make
this moment magical
beyond the sun
where love sparkles
across the wild and blue


Waiting for the moonrise

rocking outside on the terrace
twilight waves lull me 
into a hypnotic jersey state
shoreside flashbacks
where the seascape is 
home to my mind's eye
and my heart fills 
with familiar embraces
longed for in the throes 
of a pandemic
the spirited ocean breeze 
nestles me close
i breathe the moonrise
glowing golden
love is


Rare moment of stillness

sometimes the serenity of
lemon tulip trees as they sway coolly
in the Sunday afternoon's May breeze
surprises us.
sometimes the everyday
cacophony of family life
soothes us.
sometimes we find ourselves
somewhere in between
the sweet scent of honeysuckle
and a smooth, but bold glass of Maipe's Malbec.