Waves
OCEAN I am both ocean and wave DeepStillImperturbable and EnergeticChurningInteractive You can’t know the peaceOf the oceanBy trying to soothe … Continue reading Waves
Category: Poems
Waning Moon
There isn’t any time leftFor baby showersOr Tupperware partiesI haven’t any minutes to wasteOn polite conversation with strangersHave your high … Continue reading Waning Moon
Cry
I cry oftenA silent welling upWith tears spilling overOr ugly sobbingIt’s just the way I’m wired… When a child is … Continue reading Cry
Door After Door
There is this drive for accomplishment,A sense that something must be achievedOr a drive for adventureA sense that there is … Continue reading Door After Door
Brambles
I was pruning roses todayAnd thought about the grooming of childrenHow we can starve them of nurtureUntil the smallest drop … Continue reading Brambles
Freedom
This freedom that we prizeIs a false flagWe have never been free–Not in our mother’s wombNot with the cutting of … Continue reading Freedom
Follow the Sun
Mama didn’t raise her baby to not matterLike every mother, everywhereThe love, the hope, the dreamIs fierce and deep Mama … Continue reading Follow the Sun
Apple Core People
I love my apple core peopleDevoured by lifeWith big bites out of themGetting closer to their core The perfect globe … Continue reading Apple Core People
Privilege
I want, more than anything, for life to return to “normal”–however, I recognize that that is my privilege speaking. My … Continue reading Privilege
Crayons
The best gift I ever gotWas the adviceFrom my mamaAbout a box of crayons She told how the light pastelsWere … Continue reading Crayons
The Other
If only we could see our face on the “other”If only we could walk in their shoesWe couldn’t close our … Continue reading The Other
Eldering
I love the facesWhere every line tells a storyOf a life that knows joyBut also knows worry Faces with halted … Continue reading Eldering
Blessings and Sorrows
Ode to a Washcloth. Covid-19 poem#2
I have an early memoryOf a warm washcloth on my faceTelling me to “Rise and shineWake up, buttercup, make haste” … Continue reading Ode to a Washcloth. Covid-19 poem#2
Everyday. Covid-19 Poem#1
Everyday I am outside, with my hands in the soil.Everyday I pet my cat and romp with my dogs.Everyday I … Continue reading Everyday. Covid-19 Poem#1
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