restless autumn week
hugs summer weather tight,
basks in all this golden light
as I do
like a pause in a symphony
or a line break in a poem
a chance to catch your breath
Savor It
quickly now
because the weather
and so much else
is about to change
there's a poem in every day
aka: The Happy Bookers
Artist
I came to where you were living, up a stair. There was no one there.--John Ashberry, "The New Higher"
custom poems on vintage typewriters
One Poet's Writing Practice
A Ronka Poetry Practice Since 2014
Living in the moment
Puff Of Smoke Poems 
Oh! Yes! A pause in the symphony! Wonderful poem. Thanks so much for all your kind and thoughtful words. Best, Catherine