Artifacts of Change

 Artifacts of Change Teardrops meet my face.  I am fearless in my resolve.  I must devolve, reprogram, and loosen his hold on me, so I don’t spasm with nervous ticks…

Here comes the sunshine

Here comes the sunshine   Here comes that daughter of mine Here comes wit sublime Here’s a poem for her for all time   Sweet kisses Three wishes Lovely MacKay…

Enter Twilight 

Enter Twilight          Looking back on my life I see all my mistakes run rife Wake up another day but the pain won’t go away What am…

The Back of My Mind

The Back of My Mind   Here comes the night again, Left feeling so hurt for two little girls. Makes it hard to pretend, I’m okay with what life sometimes…

The Power of the Dog

The Power of the Dog Rudyard Kipling, 1865 – 1936 There is sorrow enough in the natural way From men and women to fill our day; And when we are…

I Chose

I Chose Today I chose it over the ocean Over the trees, their fall leaves A hawk perched high on a branch Over the chandelier of sunlight broken By a…

I Read

I Read I read to my children, every night, as if watering them, as if turning the earth at their feet, fertilizing the ground.  I feed their eager minds with…

THE LIGHT

THE LIGHT When light shattered across the floor and briefly there was thunder between us,  If your eyes had held water it would not have spilled and when we peeled…

Driving

Driving In the late winter evening she passes familiar landmarks.  The traffic is thick but moving. The stores are clotted with people.  The flashes of eye-catching signs making for distraction….