Wednesday, September 13, 2017

Finding Love Again


i set it all afire 
shivered for the thought
of what could come
after all the things he spoke of her
all the things he'd gleaned 
i never left my stand over him
i never shifted my eyes away 
or let the clock I'd set for the saving stop

oh how i ached
tore myself apart
and twisted away from the parts 
i thought were right
the parts i saw 
still belonged to peace-between 

for it was tearing flesh away from bone
that day 
severing all that i was 
from a treasure i held so dear 
uncoiling deep wounds
where the scar tissue had bound 
might as well have lost a limb
for losing him slowly over years
would have hurt worse

i've survived the dark ages
alone, i learned to live that way
then i ran as fast as i could 
bare feet
stumbled on the stones unearthed 
left to torment me
away from it all
and eventually found love
somewhere after 
that sunset God left for me that day
and a river that felt like home 







Saturday, October 1, 2016



Sometimes life succs. 



So, you grow succulents, 



and they become a facet of peace for you.



Then, life doesn't suck so bad. 












Friday, April 26, 2013

 
hello there
mr. P,
come over here
let us have a cuppa tea
and we
can talk about the weather,
feel the deep warmth of the sun
all,
while i try to suppress the need
to pluck a feather from your train, for fun
 
 

Monday, April 22, 2013

Earth Day

 
 

 
 
 



 "Let heaven and earth praise him, the seas and all that move in them"
(Psalm 69:34)

Happy Earth Day Friends!


 

Sunday, January 27, 2013

spun in the sun




 
saw a picture of a swollen sea
pregnant with the deepest hues
it reminded me of that day
when we
deep in love
graced the ocean
 blue
 
i,
 tried not to
sink or swim
just kept my head level
with the sun
while
the waves tumbled us
around the shore
like something rinsed
  and
   spun
 
that day in summer
long ago
when sun melted hearts to heart
it's where i go
 to rest
- my love-
when the waves
drift us apart



Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Insomnia

Night   time   surrounds
shallow      vision    and
daisies    wrapped     up
by  the   moon. I  count
sheep  that  so  sweetly
fly        above,    where
dreams   should     twist
and   yearn   but  clocks
tend to tick and talk  too
much   and the   covers
become so  firm. ..so  I
roll  and sigh  and close
my eyes and   by  then
it's      daylights     turn.


Monday, December 31, 2012

untitled

if what had been, hadn't turned into what was
i'd have gained 15 lbs
          instead of lost it

in the evenings instead of doing sit ups
i'd be cradling a squirming belly
                 and eating dark chocolate

my brain is void of forward thinking
and sometimes when i see a newborn i cringe
              or run for the bathroom to cry


I know it was just an early miscarriage
just a blastocyst of cells
          but that doesn't mean a small piece of me didn't die

                   somewhere between a pink line and my body telling lies