A decade gained From the ashes of pain As the window opened And the sun poured in A ladder of hope Extending beyond The visible sky A way out A path to the next level The past under my feet Giving me traction for the…

Text Prompt: Write a poem from the point of view of yourself, ten years ago.   I’m going to do it Should I do it What if no one reads me What if no one cares   What if I don’t say it right What…

Past hides future plans. Presents become present. Standing still would be nice. Fast forward. Halt.

White washed wall waiting Bleached, beautiful and borrowed It speaks in blankness

Hour Two, Unprompted – 2023 Shining smiles, filled with glee; Our joy is my strongest memory. You have seen me, in all stages; Held me, Through all phases – A gift of many graces, Nothing can replace this; So then, the truth calls us to…

Ten Years Old Dad has been dead for two years now as my ten-year-old brain struggles to understand what death is. I imagine I see him sometimes on the street, walking briskly carrying a folded newspaper, hiding his face from us. Why did he leave…

All I did was tuck my honey in He’d wait patiently under the duvet I’d do my face routine Then love’s wind will swing ‘nd sway His co-worker always called late at night I know my baby is a hardworker But doing it till late…

Curveballs the horizon rosy finally a grandchild scanning the bright sky unaware that life throws curveballs I never liked baseball too static which is part of my horizon but not this moment where a yellow brick road stretches into blue mountains and all that lies…

There to be Found That’s not the way she found us Huddled in sheets tossed to the wind No puzzle box limbs expertly locked In tension, loaded for action, Already commenced.   That’s not the way she found us: Hands on hands on face in…

If it is true  that hope is a thing with feathers, You are plucked.