Poetry

Turtle Dance at Sunrise
Spring has arrived in the Mojave Desert. The ornamental Bradford pear is blooming and the mocking bird is twilling from atop our power pole. From a file I carry with me from house to house, I pull out a copy of my favorite poem to share with you. I met Phillips Kloss when we bought a trailer house on Upper Las Colonias Road in Taos. The Klosses, both now deceased, were our neighbors at the end of the road about one-half mile away. They were the age of my parents. I shared my baking with them breads, cookies, brownies and he shared his poetry with me. I avoided your long, hard winter but I return in May to share a New Hampshire spring with you a second spring for me, my favorite season. Ellen Hamil
Phillips Kloss

The New Cave
Norm Walker

Limericks
Bill Warren