The steady beep, beep, beep proves I’m still alive, in case you were wondering. Every time the line peaks rest assured my heart is performing her duty. Blood is traveling, pumping through this vital organ– in and out, in and out. The only question I…

Stopped My husband had A heart attack. To save his life They stopped his life. They split his chest. They stopped his breath. They stopped his blood. They stopped his heart. They took his life And gave him life. I lived. He stopped. We ;ive…

Heatbeat. Heartbeat. My brother – Sixteen years older than I At 56 years, 6 months old: Heartbeat. Heartbeat. End. My sister – Thirteen years older than I At 56 year, 6 months old: Congestive heart failure Mitro valve replacement Transplant list Heart and kidney transplant….

Without her   He humors them And takes the pill To keep them quiet To make them still   When they leave He’ll have a nip He keeps it hidden So they won’t quip   It’s not so bad To live this way They love…

My little, selfless heart pumping away pumping away though nights and days through my arms and legs and then back again while I;ve walked and jumped and while I’ve lain My little heart, pumping away

I feel an affinity toward wildflowers Sneaking out from underneath chain link and barbed wire fences Kindred spirits They always make me smile I stop to say hello to wild poppies We chat about the sunny weather and the Delta breeze We welcome the buzzing…

Rabbit proof fence too long For the moment. It swirls and bends Until further notice And cooler days. Guerlain powder On baby squash leaves Tastes awful to tiny mouths Chewing fast on the greens. Put baby powder on the Costco list, plus another load of…

I’ve lost count Of rhyme and verse and beers And words that rhyme with beer But I’ll fix it all, even if my methods are queer The next will be counted fair And I’ll be more aware

Before it’s too late I must learn to appreciate The part of me that keeps me alive Eat better before it’s too late Help it pump better being improving my strides Because when it one days stops…so do I

THE ZIPPER A friend almost died his ticker, the cause. Does he need stints or is a by pass the cure.   Today I went to see him his hospital bed was empty. My body trembled as I looked around his room.   “Nurse, nurse where…