Take some months, maybe years and stir it up in a container larger than you think you’ll need. The ingredients will rise and fall, so don’t be alarmed. Add some fights, to taste Sprinkle in some disappointment Maybe an infidelity or two Add some tears,…

Daughters of the founders Cousins and mothers of the third The invisible crest The unheard ”Be anything you want” ”Be smart” ”Be Pretty” ”Be nice” ”Be good” ”Lean In” So everybody can surf the amplitude of your energy your efforts your quiet indignation Frolicking in…

I am writing, just not posting yet. My tendonitis is more of a bother than I realized. I will write one poem per hour for 12 hours and post later.

Maggie 1/2 marathon poem #1 The Iron woman with an iron fist Cast her long shadow over Britain’s poor Maggie the destroyer of miner’s hopes Cast her long shadow over pit and moor The blue dragon with an icy soul Spits her bitter breathe over…

Difficult decision that I had to make Felt in love hard Choose a guy who showed me affection Kiss here Hug there Fuck all around Excuse me Thought we were making love Spent a whole month together To him He was just in it for…

Black girl magic bars Crush white supremacy into dust Mixed with the fat of the land Top with chocolate Serve piping hot Along with white tears    

The world has turned upside down. Social distancing is the new norm. It takes some getting use to, this life in lockdown. in all its unique form.   My profession, I conduct over social media. Zoom meetings, telephone consultations are all virtual. To make it…

What will I write about? Fleeting recollections? The leaf motif on the duvet? Shadows created by the streetlights? They do not leave, they merely wait till the lights get weary and fall asleep. That is darkness, heavy and thick with patience because it has nothing…

Maimed (Brandy Goodman Poem #2) Dip the fuse in wax, Light it and watch it burn. The flame progresses slowly, Just waiting for its turn. Dip the fuse in gasoline, Light it and get back. The trail disappears in a flash’ And you’re faced with…

When your husband grabbed the Seahawks flag from outside your front door and ran down the street with it, blue and green streaming behind him, you wept. Because your team just won, just came back from behind, and at the last possible moment, they triumphed….