A psychological poem about unconscious change:   Movement comes most often without motion. Incremental thaws can peel a rock. Years wash...

  A poem about the difficulty of freeing oneself from an addiction:   There is a joy that banishes all reason, An ecstasy so vast it ha...

  A congratulations poem on the birth of a child:   C learly, there could be no better news. O f life and love, now there will be more. N ...

  A calendar poem for August:   A ugust starts to shade a bit towards shade, U pon the cusp of full tide and retreat, G race, poised upon ...

  A goodbye poem to a friend who is going away:   F arewell, my friend and confidante! A s you go, so must I R esume alone the well-worn p...

  A love and number poem wishing a loved one every gift of grace:   For you the Earth must be a greener green; Orange buds must burst with ...

  A poem for Bastille Day about how idealistic ends can inspire brutal means:   Good and honest people can do evil As just ends can ins...