Spit mixed with dirt – Muddy words flow
and nowme wrapped around youyou inside meI inhale, you exhalelove like smoke curling from our lipsyou, the finisher of my beingI close my eyes, it’s youupon waking, I am reclaimedyour rite, a rightyour touch slithering softly along my curvesmaking me become a womanyour voice… Continue Reading “Siri, Turn Off My Alarm”
The morning sky, lightening from black to midnight blue, blue to lavender, and then pink on the impossibly far-off horizon. My first glimpses of a new future. I pass through a wall of peace as I cross the county line. This is what home… Continue Reading “The First Fields at Sunrise”
In the sacred grove lay secrets from the past for the futureTouching the grey furrowed bark of a grandfather oak, I listenBe in the now, it’s all you have, this moment here, you and I I weep for all the could-be’s and should-have-been’sWasted momentsI… Continue Reading “Sacred Grove”
Supreme peace and love fill my heart as I listen to dozens of birds warble and chirp and squawk and honk A special place, an island across a marsh, aged trees stand tall, some leaning with old age, aching for the changes they’ve seen … Continue Reading “Reflections from Bird Sanctuary Island”
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