Valkyrie Unbound (Valkyrie) Flow of morphia abates, and the unbound does stand, First time for a stranger, born callously to a new land. Before the mirror I stretch, and absorb my new form, A creature so profound that the vultures do swarm. Sabbatical taken, but…

A window to the soul. Home is where happiness abides. Inside you can see family. Gathered, sharing time and stories. Laughter, smiles, and good times. A window, a view port into the contents inside.

Morph ascending from the crumbling pavement, heading skyward along the old clapboards, knitting ones self into the oaken fiber of your being. A lonely nail to hang your satchel of hopes and dreams as the window frames starry nights and the field of sunflowers bow…

WORDS OF LIFE   Sunflower, Sunflower in the yard; Why is poetry so friggin’ hard. Your beauty is inspiring . . . My thoughts perspiring . . . The sun itself has me charred!   Knitting is not something I do… It’s a gift given…

Hour Five – Write a poem using at least 5 of the following 10 words/phrases. Hardback, sunflower, knitting, cheddar cheese, space, wine glass, pavement, nail, oak, satchel   Their Space in the Sun   I pause in my mundane cause to look out. Our neighbours,…

I bound a book, Hardback, From the space we left between us. I folded into the pages, Oak leaves And a sunflower, like in your photos. I sewed the spine Bright green, With yarn from the knitting you taught me. And instead of glue, A…

With sunhat in hand I make my way Beyond the edges of the pavement grey I find a hidden forested space where I sit myself to rest. I lean back against an oak tree Let my eyes wander to a scree With grateful heart, I…

Dead vines encircled the tower Once green, budding flowers, and thick thorns Now withered, dry, and brittle Half the bricks from the structure have fallen Black vegetation still clinging Above all, the princess still sleeps Once dressed in a pure white gown Now caked in…

Knitting needles lock Oak satchel sunflower hair Space and time called kin

  Broken Windows Policing Chairs are filled at a table of under qualified applicants, Poor training— and we wonder why there’s no change? Flawed from the start, the old system is still upheld today. How many more witnesses are needed for us to do better?…