warmest holiday

they will take the two long flights

to Mexico, this time to meet

son and wife with

grandsons who are now

old enough to enjoy December

outdoor swimming and

peering around ancient

Indian ruins

fully warm holiday of joy

murky morning

haiku

 murky morning with

the valley fog huddling in

tints of greenish gray

the deer are cruel

now that the decision is made

the deer are cruel

to come each day parading

in my yard, nibbling my grass

and treating on the lettuce

and carrots i set out

bobcat stays hidden

but i remember his kitten stage

and the cougar i stepped onto

my back porch and greeted

as startled as he was

though he merely lifted his chin

in haughty pride when i murmured

how handsome he was

i will love the view from

my new apartment but expect

few wild creatures to greet me

on my seventh-floor balcony

skittish

haiku

young buck with antlers

new sprouted, skittishly poised

does then bend to eat

night’s lingering indigo

night’s lingering indigo

 low clouds muted

by night’s lingering indigo

smother the valley below me

creating a backdrop

for the stark juxtaposition

of white frost on field and roof

against the ebony-green of stands

of pine and fir

worse instead of better

 much accomplished

three recycling bins filled

with old scripts and stories

and shredded financial statements

from decades ago

but no progress visible yet

to eyes other than my own

in fact, my home looks worse

than ever with empty and half-filled

boxes in every corner of every room

please come and look at the acreage

and the view of mountain peaks

but do not ask to peek

inside the house – it’s a mess

change

huge change for the girl

who was too much a loner

to join a sorority or live

comfortably in a dormitory

whose chosen home was high

in the rural hills

to be moving now into an apartment

“get it in writing”

i never think to “get it in writing”

because i trust working person-

to-person and want it to be that way

i dropped off books at a mom-and-

pop bookstore once for them to sell

on commission, but got no receipt, so,

when i went to see how they had sold

though they were gone, i got zilch

and now i am hung up again

producing Exhalation, the best book

in my Nandria series

i do hope we can come to an agreement

in writing, this time

‘puter

if there is a way to frustrate me

my computer will find it

banishing my belief i am not

just an old lady but young enough

still to at least know how to

turn it on

my identity through my kids

get-together at mjMG last night

for an early Thanksgiving dinner

my brother and sister-in-law joined me

we met a few new people

and a lady who looked so familiar

but i couldn’t place her

until she asked if i were the mother

of the woman who plays with

Bells of the Cascades

so, even now, these many years later

i am best known as the mother

of my wonderful kids

exalting

Exhalation came to the door yesterday

fourth novel in the Nandria Series

it has my sketch from years ago, with

drizzles and lettering by a commercial

artist, as the cover and extended

around to the back – so striking

not that i am excited or thrilled or

anything, but, oh, it is good

to have it in my hands

longed for

so far away

but still belonging

wanted, longed for

bringing with a hug

an inundation of joyful tears

overcome

emotional blow bowed me to rest

my head on the chair back in front of me

i could not stand up without my son

holding me as i sobbed

my Ted had flown in from the Midwest

as a surprise set up with the family

not seeing him for a year

or more at a time

i knew the hunger of longing

but had not realized how the deep

the pining ached until he held me

in his arms

excited or confused

“Are you excited

about this morning’s surprise?”

from hints and slips of the tongue

over the past two weeks

i was confused more than excited

since i’d been led to believe

we were going for high tea

then out to lunch

at the spaghetti factory

but who would want lunch

after eating high tea?

my daughter laughed after parking

around the corner from the senior living center i will be joining

i walked beside her, looking toward her

to answer her questions so i did not look

through the window at my family

waiting in the library

not until we were in the lobby, still wondering what was going on,

did my son appear around the corner

he had flown in from Omaha to surprise

me and inspect the apartment i will

be moving into to complete the family

giving approval and laughter

now the apartment feels like home

delegating

a man who cannot reach competence

but has bluffed, bullied, and threatened

on his scramble-climb to power

chooses non-threatening unqualified

heads for departments beneath him

that he wishes to fail so he will have

a ready-made scapegoat

for when they do

curb

some persons feel

deep discomfort

at change

or unsettling disorientation

with lack of foundation

when confronted by

the irreconcilable

right is white, divinely given

anything else must be

wrong and therefore evil

without realizing they are

trying to restrain

vast spirit within their own

limitations

even i

retribution, ‘getting even’

are the steps a child takes

before she realizes her inner

strength and ability to ‘live

and let-live’ in the effort

to heal, not only herself

but those around her

message

the crumbling wood barn

warped boards garbling the message

“God bless America”

still speaking of our country’s love

of our Creator

musky trial balloon

wealth does not entitle anyone

legally or morally to propose

 ‘punishment’

for a special counsel serving

in his appointed office

so, your suggestion of rebuke

sent out to judge popular response to

public reprimand for an individual

doing his job will expose

the offensiveness of your intentions

nor does power warrant

retribution against fellow officials

who have disagreed or opposed

such actions fragment the rule of law

which is the foundation

of our democracy depends

respect comes hard

respect comes hard

when money is valued

when those who gave time and health

to serve others are deemed ‘suckers’

respect comes hard

for those who do not honor the sacrifice

by those whose lives are then given

in love to care for the damaged