An open wooden door set in a picturesque grassy field under a blue sky.

Poetry is the meadow where my poems live. A place of quiet openings, subtle recognitions, and the movement of inner weather. Each poem is a bloom — brief, rooted, and carrying its own light.

Doorways into the Meadow


Individual Poems

Here you can find the single blooms – bright moments rooted in the moment they arrived.

Mesmerized

This poem is a gentle gratitude for the kind of presence that steadies the body and brings warmth back into the day.


Whole

This poem is a soft invocation on being whole, touching the steady fullness that lives beneath everything.


Becoming the Key

This poem is a deeper, more emotional piece that touches on breaking the inherited lock of generational hurt, stepping into your own self‑authority, and choosing healing over repetition.


Chapbooks

Here you can find the clusters of blooms – small gatherings of poems that found each other.

Growing

A chapbook is growing here.


Growing

A chapbook is growing here.


Growing

A chapbook is growing here.


Poetry Books

Here you can find the full meadows – wide, unfolding landscapes where many poems grow together.

Growing

A poetry book is growing here.


Growing

A poetry book is growing here.


Growing

A poetry book is growing here.


This meadow grows in seasons.
New poems will bloom when they’re ready. 🌻



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