Hope single thread that knits billions of hearts together as one   Single thread that sews continents together as one village Hope  

AND THE TRUTH SIMPLY RESTS   honesty doesn’t have to cut “tough love” is a bully with a smile there is space for a kinder truth the curiosity to ask your anger which raw unseen vulnerable face he thrashes so fiercely to protect   so…

We’ve gone around so many times now & though we’ve gotten accustomed to it, it’s hard not to think about what the fiery blaze might portent for our future.   Would it bring about a shining tomorrow filled with golden opportunities & endless pathways to…

A Poets Soliloquy To sleep per chance to dream Of words and rhymes And schemes and chimes Of twenty-four hours In ivory towers On creations not yet fit for print Although wasted and wrought Suicide we consider not As foretold in that Shakespearian plot But…

My mother still plants flowers In her garden every year There are tomatoes and cucumbers Pumpkins and squash Figs and pears bend the branches of her trees Herbs live outside the kitchen window And every year there are flowers Roses climb the fence Daffodils and…

24     One More Time   How many turns around the marathon block Are left for me and others and you Challenged and tired but yet grateful For the time and mind to show up again   A community of word lovers who share Across…

Bodies under siege controlling men weilding pens raping our freedoms kidnapping our liberties taking hostage our bodies.

Stardust, are we? Sand to be sprinkled as salve over weary eyes, lay your body down be held in the tender arms of sleep— we are stardust

What a joy to know you! What a joy to smell a flower! What a joy to have mountains! And sea as well! Sheer joy!

In that blurry kingdom of inspiration, muses are trapped in coloured bottles where grain alcohol transports them onto blank pages. These muses dance on the slippery pages, making efforts to stick, to be counted, and be read. Sometimes, the birthed words fly into the eyes…