Friday, January 20, 2017

Mukilteo (at Rose Hill)

At Rose Hill, you must
try rose water chocolate,
see Possession Sound
the color of storms.

At Rose Hill, you must
try lavender cheesecake,
see the white caps
cupping evergreen rain.

At Rose Hill, you must
try Bangalore spice,
see the lighthouse,
see the shore,
see the thunderbirds rich with lore.

At Rose Hill, you must
try yellow curry, coconut milk,
see Hat Island,
taste cinnamon dust.

At Rose Hill, you must.

© 2017 Jennifer Wagner

Mukilteo is a city on the coast of Washington and a favorite of my family with its spectacular views, scrumptious chocolate, bold Northwest Coast art, fine restaurants, and delightful atmosphere.

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Wolf Moon Howls

it’s just a moment in the snow,
everything so suddenly white,
so clear,

you lose your balance—
your foggy breath wisp-

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pouring out
a glass
of yesterday’s rain

in wolf moon howls
through silvered firs—
the sky winking back,


© 2017 Jennifer Wagner

Saturday, January 7, 2017


The sky is that certain shade
of Saturday blue

with a ribbon of sea green
and an easiness
like hope restored.

A budding longing
for that far-off scent
of hyacinth, daffodil,

burns like a mini-sun, a burgeoning sequence star,
behind the manteau of gray-black-white,
frozen-earth, crunch-bite—

a little poem
warming in the pocket of sky
that certain shade of Saturday blue.

© 2017 Jennifer Wagner