the twisted tree is hit by the storm grandma forgets me but remembers the young sapling right outside her home she checks on it hourly but walks carelessly to her bed getting scrapes she asks me questions gives me names that she likes   the…

I wrote all of these poems without wifi, without the internet, with nothing but a single bar of data on an outdated mobile phone and a folding keyboard that wants to do nothing more than capitalize letters at the start of lines. The thing doesn’t…

He almost captured My heart… prayed that it would be True. Not the first time.

a moment in life a pleasure to live in any way is fine   around a table  in the house  in the church    with tears of joy … or with tears of sorrow    it’s a unique joy to share with others the joy…

Things will only get better and better as you spend time cultivating the possibilities. improvement is always on the next horizon ready to reveal her worthiness for the task at hand.   Things will only get better and better the more you do them the…

It nearly took me Out technology Speaking I lost touch with me.

We met at the gym and found what we’d been missing, friends our age. We worked out together, shared recipes, went out to dinner. No one lost weight, but we all felt better. Friends do that for you. The pool closed, and I found a…

Dearest Daughter,   Oh, how I have missed our mother daughter conversation Those nightly recaps of your day about the comings and goings of the grandkids Their activities …   I’ve missed walking with you, giving motherly guidance  A new recipe, the best way to…

Facial expressions are contagious. The chuckle of his amusing grim was music to my ears. It was deep and robust. Uncle Johnny said few word, but when he was happy his facial hair stood on end with a twisted smile with a twinkle in his…

When this verse Closes My memories of you Ends And my dreams of you Fades