No worries about The wall with the window To nowhere Too smooth to climb Too wide to get over Too boring for temptation Who is it keeping out? Who is it keeping in?   The highway barrier A slab of unmovable concrete Tough enough To…

Bottom (REDACTED) aims high Aiming too low Patsy quickly diminishes her (REDACTED) He’s not slow in (REDACTED) forward Firm love set in phone’s fantasy He (REDACTED) closer in time But it’s (REDACTED) imaginary on the line.

Sitting in the living room Listening about your day Giving my best advice And words of comfort A lull in conversation I begin to speak Sharing about my day But you don’t seem to hear me I stop mid sentence Wondering if you will notice…

Macabre, Death’s flights of fancy grow still. Still, the cold hands of a Reaper’s winter. Longing, the embrace of eternity I offer. Pulsating, my expired and absolute heart. Captivated, our embrace in Eternity’s journey and demise.

Hour 10   Quietly sipping my warm tea As voices fade in and out of hearing As music plays just loud enough  To hear the words of my favorite song And I let the warmth and calm take me Keep me in this space of…

Hour Fourteen Ekphrastic Screw class. Love is more important. But I need cash. Constructing our lives together by looking into a construction site through a diamond cut hole? I watch buildings rise. What concrete? What mortar? What do I use as beams, without a foundation?…

From birth we age in labored groan – from youth to sage, from babe to crone.   Sisters beside us, women are never alone, from ashes to ashes, to dust and bone.

#3: Motherhood is just another day Ah! A shriek from the other room. What the hell was that? I run in, soapy spatula still in hand from doing the dishes. I scan the room quickly for where my kids are this minute. Oh, of course….

When you spend time outside You realize you are a hypocrite You say one thing Believe in other You say something to one Something else to another Your actions do not match your words Nor your words match your thoughts Man, what a bigot!

  It’s not a truth serum I reassure in the first instance You won’t make me quack like a duck? You inevitably reply Only if you want to I smile   Nor will I get you to eat an onion thinking it’s an apple But…