Let the little boys play with flowers and trinkets Let little girls slide down trees and staircases How can our children blossom if we confine them... "Sit like a lady! Boys don't cry!" Breathe before you speak Then talk, with love Don't nip them in the bud
A shout-out of love to those in the process of healing from loss. Me too.
"When one says farewell, Another breath is born" In my grief and joy, I attempt to poetically unite my raging emotions.
I'm going to my home of choice Yet as I leave my home of birth I feel a pang of pain It's goodbye now, until we meet again This dichotomy of life Present at every turn Transitioning from old to new Another dawn, a different hue Change is inspiring and scary Both exciting and jarring … Continue reading Go and flow
Dedicated to the soulmate I found when I was 16. Continents apart then and today, I marvel at "how close despite how far" we are.... The angels smiled Oh yes they did When to their own Farewell they bid His journey set A task anew Reformed and invisible The wings he knew A … Continue reading The Angels Smiled
Was my dear nose Playing tricks on me? Could it truly be? I awoke this morning Senses ablaze and tingling Oh, I had to sing Gone was the gray In came the white What a lovely sight All it touched transformed The magic dust swirled Out, old autumn twirled My tongue stuck out A kid … Continue reading Do you smell what I smell?
The rush of anticipation When you come face to face With your old first love Your hands know precisely That familiar feel and tingle Years apart mean nothing The wind whips your hair Your legs turn to wings And you just feel home Heart pounding you leap And sink it right in Sweet joy, oh … Continue reading My old first love