ABBA and Shawshank, Revisited The woman in my dream last night told me she wants to give her husband away. Not on loan, mind you, but for good. They have such different tastes in food. She loves to eat dumplings steamed in a pot of…

My garden is a time capsule, it’s contents a catalog of my successes and my mistakes. In the corners and along the edges, irises, cannas, and lilies bloom when it’s their time. My small white rose bush, a gift from a secret pal, blossoms all…

You are not a promising young woman. You are… An intended, eternal entity. A boundless body. A sought after energy. Queen in your last life’s journey, Goddess, currently. Do not let undeserving hands rest for free. You are an immutable force. Trauma is something amongst…

Rain has cleansed the town, nourishing the grass and flowers; I sit on the front porch, breathing in the clean air. Suddenly, one of my cats comes running across the yard and stops, batting at an object sticking out of the ground. I cautiously approach…

Long Car Rides They told me long car rides were the most painful, the time when silence stirs sweet memories and tears surge, those moments — raw, unavoidable grief moments    They weren’t wrong, No, those who had suffered lose before me, were not wrong….

A time Capsule- Poem 5   A living memory to carry on When I am gone beyond A life jacket to save me When I fly and am no more Horse carriage and treasures   A memory of my likes and dislikes My ceremony of…

Digging in the garden, ready to plant new roses down. My shovel made a clank, I knelt to see what made the sound. A small metal box rested there, the length and width of my size eight shoe. I lifted it out with a smile,…

  Soaring (Inspired by my painting, SOARING)   Above the azure waters along the granite shores you soar with screeching, gurgling calls your feathers glistening white   We watch your graceful swoops and dives With envy in our hearts to join you in your air…

Time Capsule Years ago, Blue Peter showed a generation How to make our own time capsules, Bury them in a shoebox in the back garden, Filled with stickers, teddy bears, Action figures and Lego. Erasers that smelt of bananas, And pens in multi colours. Marbles,…

Memories long lost. Photographs of a simpler time. A time when a dollar would get you a lot more. People were more active, spending time outside. Having conversations with people’s faces. Cross country travel taking days not hours. Hard work the norm, lazy being the…