Some Days
Some days start off heavy and never lighten up. Bones and joints ache from years of bending and reaching and lifting and pushing and remind me that I’m not 23 anymore although in my head I am. Some days, no … Continue reading Some Days
Category: My Poetry
Roxane
Each time I heard you sing was like the first time, your voice billowing like thunderclouds rising into blue, then fluttering like cherry blossoms to earth, every note opening space in my chest until my throbbing heart was fully exposed. … Continue reading Roxane
Big Bang
Did we fall out of the boom, the crash, the billions of bits that created the universe? I imagine us meandering around the cosmos, interstellar travelers perusing our options, riding eons of space highways & terrestrial autobahns, appraising the virtues … Continue reading Big Bang
Ode to My Shower
Stepping onto the cool, smooth tiles, Into the long exhaled sigh of day’s end Is to melt into relaxation, a calm And quiet embrace. Soft fingers tickling My shoulders, rivulets of warmth flowing Over and down, slurped up by world-weary … Continue reading Ode to My Shower
How to find the thing that’s missing
First, determine if it’s worth finding. Check your pockets, eat the Hersheys kiss, dig the lint out from under your fingernails. Look in the very back corner of the junk drawer, past the MP3 player and 1984 Worlds Fair cigarettes. … Continue reading How to find the thing that’s missing
Abstracted
What if the Milky Way lived In the Earth? Would we walk In the stars, be called Twinkletoes Instead of Humans? What if Earth’s mantle lived In space? Would the sky be aglow Like birthday candles for our every days? … Continue reading Abstracted
Fear & Flow
Fear tempers my love of the letters Of this world which are as pins Through the body, like a woman in love With her own making, infatuated with all Corners of the blemished universe. The heart closes its doors, becomes … Continue reading Fear & Flow
Poem in Foliate Oak Literary Magazine
I have a poem, “Washed Away 2005”, in the new issue of Foliate Oak Literary Magazine. Much thanks to the Editors for selecting this poem. It’s one of several I’ve been holding on to for a good many years. Now … Continue reading Poem in Foliate Oak Literary Magazine
The Leavings
Relieved laughter the day I left, Rolling in orange and silver – A getaway to the rest of my life. Sunlight winked on Ponchartrain As the city rose over gobbled miles And I ate it like candy. Days flew by, … Continue reading The Leavings
FEEDING A LOVED ONE WITH DEMENTIA
Lift the beige melamine cover From the plate, exclaim Over the pretty food colors Squash the color of daffodils Beets glistening like rubies A plop of mud colored meat (Don’t say this out loud) Lift the spoon to her slightly … Continue reading FEEDING A LOVED ONE WITH DEMENTIA
