Perched upon my wrought iron fence, Ravens in a row Stately dominating their domain Focused on the glare of a tiny kitchen window A ruckus informs me, they’re glad I came
Heads turn from left to right, to catch a glimpse of me Beckoning a friend from her retreat Hence, my first appearance, calls for boisterous celebration Excitement grows when finally our eyes meet
Endearing is the Raven’s call, I listen to at dawn In knowing, my cheering squad awaits Big and black as alley cats, I smile to hear them Caw Their Ravens Call is calling me awake.
Selected poems from previous & forthcoming collections together with Q&R apps on each page to enable audio rendition simultaneously with the written text
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
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