Monthly Archives: September 2018

It is anywhere, anytime No specific rhyme Her familiar frail voice Once beckoning, now chiding “leave me alone. You don’t need me anymore. Bury me and all what makes you stumble.” For a moment I see her clear She is … Continue reading →

My friend, she came to stay with me awhile She had a dog with nowhere else to go One so full of energy to spare But I like dogs and couldn’t say no First he took the bag right from … Continue reading →

It is early. The air is still after a day and night of rain. A warm fog lingers, giving me a morning hug. Nature’s aromas rush toward me to announce their presence. I hold my cup of coffee and feel … Continue reading →

You harbor your thoughts I have to guess your mind You have taught me to harbor mine Inside a place of safety from the storm Where I’m kept safe and warm He who loves me best Reveals His own unharbored … Continue reading →

I was more or less alone today, I thought… Just paying mind to what I needed to do…or not Kaleidoscopes took my ears and eyes Lured me on a journey into other people’s lives Marinating words I heard…with mine Now … Continue reading →

I was born the twelfth of December That’s what they told me — I don’t remember I hope no one ever says It never really happened Lest my children fade with me Love forgotten Or worse…. A dream One slowly … Continue reading →

“Pondering answers I already know Longing within for courage to grow” Often a salt shaker This life EARTH on its axis Ever turning   Pouring us out to season The mundane, the bland The confused and deluded I am on … Continue reading →

Beware of quicksand Don’t be sucked down By every scape of land Its grip is tight Dead weight It won’t let go Not a finger Not a toe Doubt is heavy It pulls you down Instead be a quickstand Hold … Continue reading →

  Sometimes I want to fit I squeeze myself to the shape of you I alone feel the distortion An uncomfortable contortion I see the sunflower It’s bright petals in array Always turning toward the sunlight Once a seed in … Continue reading →

Wood doesn’t cry while sawed in pieces Or is dust its tears Gold is silent in its refining Or does its screaming pass beyond our ears Lasting beauty is created Once the makeup and the made up fades Break my … Continue reading →