Winterberries

Here I am squatted by your grave, if you had one, I think this is where it would be. Tucked away from society, deep in the thick of tall pines and luscious green grass, with dancing wildflowers. Oh yes, this is definitely your space. I think you brought me back here once when I was…

Yes, You May Call Me a Pawn

I pretend that I’m visiting from out of town. I am on vacation for the summer, sitting upon the terra-cotta deck overlooking a large lake full of boats going wherever the wind takes them. Blue sky and linear clouds just beyond my reach, thoughtfully sorted apart and timely covering the sun each time I get…

Quality Time Companions

There comes a point in life when your heart yearns for more friendships, companions to go through life with, spend quality time with, laugh with and love with. I miss those friendships. They are everything this book on my lap cannot provide, nor texting can fulfill.

Will You

Will you permit me to touch that part of you hidden in the dark breathe the Light of life through the One who gives it to me reaching deeper than the skin more emotional than spilt milk? Will you?

M O M

She graces the room with wisdom and smiles. Like a hero emerging from the fire, she confidently secures and saves you from trouble with gentleness, correction, and love. She is strong, a survivor of her time, a rock in yours. She is beloved in so many ways you’ve lost count. She is more than words…

She Knew

You bounded at me like we knew one another, tongue out, ears flopping in the wind, gallantly retracing your steps back to where you just came. You are good at evading your owners for an inkling that we would become instant friends. I couldn’t resist you, not that face, the joy, and your playfulness. I…

Simple

It was simple I thought, you and me. Simple conversations, simple stories recalled until they weren’t any longer. Simple to stay in touch with photos or texts with good mornings and hellos. Simple in my mind to separate the heart from falling until it wasn’t simple anymore; feelings felt emotions discovered. No longer simple you…

To Whom Are You

  Who gave you the right to captivate & steel what was guarded? A precious jewel of High Court quality, saintly, worth more than rubies and gold. To whom are you to nestle me in textures, leaving me to lay in wait, while you are lost amongst the crowd of summer.

Invitation

me you us two chairs and the sea at sunrise

No Nothin’

No nothin’, nothin’ at all shall break me harder than this fall not the bed of leaves layin below not the sound of your voice saying hello not the age of our longest day nor my heart when you walk away No nothin’, nothin’ at all  

Crumbled

You broke me silently touching, but never present piece by p i e c e wanting, but never following through my heart saying, yet never doing crum bl e d  

Becoming Less

year by year day by day week by week hour by hour minute by minute second by s.e..c…o….n…..d……