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Pool Poem, Park Poem

This piece was originally posted in the Heights Writes Blog on July 1, 2013

My thanks to the staff and students of LakeErieInk for tweeting me inspirations for the following poems on our June topic of Parks and Recreation.

Cumberland Pool


The blue glass of the pool,
lane lines wavering below;
one deep breath— and leap!
Then kick, scoop, breathe,
kick, scoop, breathe, kick …


Only me, only the water
dissolving me into summer.


Simple Pleasures
I wonder—with each city park
now crowded with construction;
slides and swings and wooden
jungle gyms; fortresses, like
manufactured villages
for summertime amusement—
do children play the games
we used to revel in, on lawns,
in parks, those long and endless
afternoons of liberation in the sun?
Hide and Seek. Mother May I?
Crack the Whip and Statues; games
that need no more than friends.
The Peace Park down on Coventry
has its entertainment complex;
beams of weathered timber, ropes
for climbing, chutes for sliding, perches
for the lookout, cubby-holes for hiding.
Yet, down its gently sloping hill
roll a giggled gaggle—free of all
but self-directed motion, self-induced
emotion; tumbling dervishes
of mesmerized emancipation.
Tweet me your thoughts #htspoetweet on the July topic, “Stayin’ Cool.”  Don’t Tweet? No problem.  Enter your inspirational thoughts in the comments section below and I’ll  get them that way.  And come back soon!

What’s NOT Cool About Habitat Loss

This originally appeared on the Heights Writes blog August 3, 2013

I’ve been away on vacation most of July, hence the paucity of posts.  But this one was inspired by a photo and story that HeightsArts’ new Executive Director Rachel Bernstein shared when I returned.  And with the topic for July being ‘stayin’ cool’, her experience prompted this negative take on that theme.  It’s an experience we have all had here in the Heights – all too frequently in the recent past – but seen through the eyes of our ‘best friend.’


For thirty seconds, he just stared;

confusion overpowering instinct. 

“WHAT!”       “WHAT!?”

raced through his brain.

And then the barking started.

Even from the upstairs window

he knew the backyard enemy was big.

“BIG!”            “WHAT!?

Bigger than the one who lives

next door and smells like meows.

Bigger than the one across the way
who’s always chasing lawn rats.

“I would catch them if I could get

out alone. But …WHAT!?” 

From the square of green behind

the white frame house, the deer
looks up, at the familiar sound.
Send me your tweets to #htspoetweet or leave a comment below.  Comments/tweets on the July theme, stayin’ cool or the August themevacation or stay-cation, are welcome.  I’ll keep making poems as long as you keep inspiring  me.
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