Phantom (sestina)

  It’s late and hard to Sustain His brain sings the same Refrain Life was not planned Judicious Trying to stay living is ludicrous Deep in the night lives Phantom He strikes song his only AnthemThe song he sang as Anthem Carried his heart to…

Poem 18

My hands have… been the first to hold a newborn baby, prepared a meal, changed diapers, taught young hands how to write, put a puzzle together, crocheted a blanket, written countless words, cradled a sick child, planted flowers, shaved my father’s whiskery face, been the…

Wooden Hearts

Wooden Hearts Virginia Carraway Stark Bonsai trees Float in a purple sky As the hoot of an owl Echoes through the forest Where restless spirits roam And trees uproot themselves To follow their wooden hearts And the loves that call To them on owls wings…

Magic

Your magic is filling my soul. With love. You are going so deep. With  your love. Make my soul on fire.  

(Hour 18) 3.30-4.30pm — #11 “Legs Eleven”

This was a poem which presented many choices. Yet, surprising myself, I went a different way than I thought. (One of those out of nowhere experiences.) #11 Legs’s Eleven. for the first time in a decade i am remembering Harry Mulroney nicknamed Legs because his…

Hobbies

cross stitching pictures in a quiet afternoon sun takes time to count right    

Beggars Can’t Be Choosers

Beggars can’t be choosers When they’re manipulative users, So while you’ve still got a choice Don’t use your voice To whine and plead – Don’t beg, Take the lead – Go ahead Make it happen, Do what you need for your own satisfaction, Then bask In…

hour 14 poem

the Garden in full bloom the tables empty the smell of hot chocolate filling the house with No children from the neighbour s party birthdays turn children into adults now and then