Breathe in peace, that’s what they say, to reduce anxiety, better yet, take a holiday. Imagine a white sandy beach, oh, I've done that before. Closing my eyes, all I see is a door. Daring myself to open it, greeted by Munch’s Scream. Why is stress like a...
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Fingernails diving deep, into the flannel green. Picking up the puzzle piece, the one we’ve never seen. Feeling the rough edges, cardboard corrugated. The colors and shapes match, much anticipated. Adjoining touch, press. Angles instantly click. The image...
Truth and Beauty Can Be Boring
Sometimes the cutesy stuff is o.k.?Regarding Truth and Beauty people often get too snooty since achieving them in art is overblown! For we who like to write about stuff that’s mundane and light our poems lack both and so they mostly stay unknown! But there is nothing wrong about side-stepp...
Senior Christmas---Bah, Humbug!
Christmas can be achy and a tad depressing if you're old!An ongoing fixation upon life, death, and creation and a bunch of other existential folly, includes some inner raging about the effects of aging and prevents my mood from getting very jolly. Yes carolers are singing and the Christmas bells are ringing and...
I Asked Them Not To Touch Me
“There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.” ~ Laurell K. HamiltonMy midwife first came to me and I asked for her, not to touch me. For I had recently been examined on admission and I was progressing as would be expected, for someone whose rhythms had been disrupted by the discomfort of driving to the hospital, and the...
Sometimes before the red tide My body is no longer mine When I stare down At those two fat burlap sacks Curves like melted candle wax Dried on the floor, a shapeless mass I wonder if I’m just paying rent Not recognizing my naked form Now a tarp str...
Journey On
Our journey will continue to the endThe sun has risen over both our waysSo many times apart, now we are one.No longer may we squander nights and days,You're my true love when all is said and done. Our twilight is not near, not coming soon,We'll laugh and cry, not let it come too fast,Our pa...
Covid has been with us now for over a year But facemasks unfortunately we still have to wear Boris says restrictions will soon come to an end And time with our friends we'll be able to spend But sensible and safe we need folks still need to be Or the end...
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When You Spoke My Name
Say my name.You said my name, it felt so intimateas if you spread some jam upon my lipsand then you licked it off. The loving wayyou said my name had felt as if you'd kissedmy center of deep sensuality.As if the simple act of naming mehad been seductive, lustful, and...
It's Only Make-Believe
But it's only make-believeIt may be only make-believe but realenough for us until the season's sighscan drift and melt our dreams' reality.A time for us to touch. Caressing blisswith every cat-like purr of vibrant trust.We move along the patterns of the gridthat maps our place, ou...
Only Now Do I See
It was a time I should remember wellIt is a time I should remember well,the feelings special still when I recall.It may be true the thoughts of you are spreadacross the years and visions do not cometo me as I would wish that they might do. If you should ever pass me by I'd knowthat you were...
My Enemy
Anger is never your friend.I have seen the enemyMy foe, my cause to stopThey are evil, no doubtirrational violence unending Their acts are heinousMy anger hot as magmadesirous of apoplectic revengeblackening my heart I cannot mirror their hatredCondemning my own soulPatience is my...
Just Live in Fairyland
Seek the land of FairiesShe lives there in your Fairyland of Dreams. She'll be there when you seek her, never fear.Don't worry, you are playing love's sweet games,the ones that keep you living life's pure joy. We realize the trust we give to thosewe love returns to us in manifol...
Prairie Suite
Let the wind lift you up on your dreaming wingsEyes open slowly,the horizon spreading out.Awaken with joy. Bird songs whistle andfill our ears triumphantly.The prairie is alive. Blue skies above us,scarlets and ambers blending.Blossoms have appeared. Viewing the landscapeas we share the atmosphere.Bre...
Forever Kitten
She has always been my kittenThe fact that she is here with me is grandand now I call her what she has becomebecause it simply is the way I thinkabout her now as we grow closer still. It may not be the way I chose to callher once upon a time but now I findthat this is how I'll alway...