Little Yellow Friend
I may never stop cryingThis marriage of griefAnd love and aweAnd gratitude is overwhelming My psyche, this bodyKeeps shatteringAs wave … Continue reading Little Yellow Friend
I may never stop cryingThis marriage of griefAnd love and aweAnd gratitude is overwhelming My psyche, this bodyKeeps shatteringAs wave … Continue reading Little Yellow Friend
I had a thousand fears/excuses for not walking you–Coyotes, my knees, my back, squirrels, your strength, mountain lions, dogs off … Continue reading Walkie Walk
Sadness comes to meIn words from newspapersOr storiesOr lyrics to a songOr memoriesOr haunting violin musicOr images that pierce my … Continue reading Only One Grief
Autumn is the endOf accumulationOf abundanceOf saturationOf profusion The flowering of springRipens in summerTo be enjoyedTo be sharedIn the maturity … Continue reading Autumnites
30 years from now–By the year 2054I’ll be goneAnd so willMost of my friendsAnd siblingsAll the experiences I’ve had All … Continue reading 2054
If I was Mother GodI’d want you to know thatYou are not your bodyYou are not your mindThat you are … Continue reading Mother God
Old MotherI remember when motherhood Changed into cronehoodAnd the sap quit flowing–The caring for others stoppedAnd I thought you selfish, … Continue reading Old Mother
Her Wind Breathes MeEarth is reclaiming meLittle by littleThe fabric of my bodyIs being woven with HersLife is much simpler … Continue reading Her Wind Breathes Me
Who is a Crone?She is Nature personifiedRoots reaching to HellLimbs reaching to HeavenShe has brought life into being–birthShe has ushered … Continue reading Cronehood
There will never be global peaceWe will never all be ripe enoughMature enoughAwake enough …togetherThe arduous journey to ripening To … Continue reading Strawberry Tree
Life is sacredAliveness is sacredI oppose warI oppose violenceI oppose rapeI oppose the defilement Of the fleshAgainst one’s willI care … Continue reading Sacred Autonomy
Always in my heart…Somehow the more still my mindThe more intense my emotionsAs if–when the mind is quietedThe heart can … Continue reading Let the Heart Bellow
Monday Morning AweOh the beautyMy heart achesAs it expandsTo let the loveliness inI gasp for more airTears tickle my eyesThe … Continue reading Monday Morning Awe
I dive deep into griefDeeper and darkerI am writhing in painSobbing and rockingThis is what grief wantsTo gut–eviserateTo overwhelm with … Continue reading Deep Grief