Present Haiku

Leave all of your should’s
and supposed to’s, and settle
into noticing.

Four Winter Haiku

Startling, how much light
morning snow balances on
one tiny tree twig.

Tracks of deer on the
front porch – so much happens when
we are not watching.

If only we could
make egos into snowballs
to throw at ourselves.

Let us love like your
fireplace, not mine – screw propane,
let’s burn some real wood.

Winter Solstice Live Radio Broadcast

Please join Liquid Light Press poets M.D. Friedman, Rachel Kellum, Lynda La Rocca & Erika Moss Gordon this Sunday, December 21, 2014 from 6:00 – 7:00 pm, on KFRC Radio’s Poetry Show (88.9 FM in Fort Collins, CO) or…

Stream live on the internet at http://www.krfcfm.org/programming/krfc-live-stream

Visit Liquid Light Press poets at:  http://liquidlightpress.com/books.htm

Happy Holidays!

Books

Before you died,
you told me
that these shelves

would look better filled
with books. This little house
has since become

a home,
rooms overflowing
with the footprints

of my children
and the voices
of friends. Our lives,

a stacking
of sweet and tattered
imperfections,

resemble now
these beautiful
bursting shelves,

now dusty, and topped
with your alabaster urn,
silver in the moonlight.

Seedling

Sit in the rain
with your

upturned palms,
and know

that something
new

is already
growing.

Acquittal

Your badges
are not force fields,
they are instead

the light.
From way up in
your high stone towers,

you make us see
the darkest
night.

Longing Haiku

Alone with the moon
at midnight, lovers wade from
shadow to starlight.