Poetry Poem Ending with a Line by Rumi by Barbara Crooker White-throated sparrows dart in and out of the hedgerow, their sweet long notes rising above…
Poetry Nativity by Barbara Crooker The amaryllis bulb, dumb as dirt, inert, how can anything spring from this clod, this…
Poetry In the Middle by Barbara Crooker of a life that’s as complicated as everyone else’s, struggling for balance, juggling time. The…
Poetry Gratitude by Barbara Crooker This week, the news of the world is bleak, another war grinding on, and all…
Poetry Life by Barbara Crooker This is what life does. It hits you like a stone through the window in…
Poetry Ordinary Life by Barbara Crooker This was a day when nothing happened, the children went off to school without a…
Poetry Solstice by Barbara Crooker These are dark times. Rumors of war rise like smoke in the east. Drought widens…
Poetry Sometimes, I Am Startled Out of Myself, by Barbara Crooker like this morning, when the wild geese came squawking, flapping their rusty hinges, and something…
Poetry Ode to Chocolate by Barbara Crooker I hate milk chocolate, don't want clouds of cream diluting the dark night sky, don't…