Anger is a poison
masking deeper feelings
about unconditional love caught
in an untenable situation
stumbling along the path to acceptance
I hear something fall and glance backwards –
it’s just a little piece of my heart
big girls don’t cry
Playfully she folded her hands around his proposing marriage (though he was almost a generation removed) then just as quickly distanced herself from the thought tossing a little laugh over her shoulder This wisp of a child turned her back early on convention – instead held court with small wooden hearts special stones, crystal rocks…
We lay there – I, draped along the sofa while she curls herself inside the bend of my legs They, by contrast, stand sentry seated side by side in the large chair near the fireplace poised. ready Over and over we replay this scene – Coco and me, Annie and my husband They inevitably glance…
Tiny bird inside his breast pocket you are like the young three-footed buck and squirrel laying in the rain with a broken hip Science cannot heal all should we have left you to die? Young buck once jumped with a grace man never could squirrel – laughed with a zest unmatched How does your heart…
I started to ask myself when did it begin How many days? 365 in most years, so has it been 1,825,000 – or more even science doesn’t know the answer Some would say quantifying things is important even necessary – but Life might be about each moment – how would one possibly find a way…
Baroque sounds massage the night. little boy whispers, “mommy, would you like it if s o m e …
This boy speaks through all the depths of my being – not my heart he carries away but the We leaving such an ache. The distance tearing us again and again into him. me. Sliding between our two worlds I am more – and less than before we met. Once other hands protected me Walking…