Poem 6

Dear, you: One of my brightest students that I had never doubt, I wish you could message or see me sometime so we can talk about, The things you really want to write and want to do, Or the feelings when you’re down and when…

In Loving Memory

When I heard evil tidings suddenly he vacated his life I thought this word was a lie How bitter it is to believe the truth. Every day many beings Life becomes a cipher. One day every life remains as an empty vase But, the mind…

Thanks Mom

Don’t think so much Susan Turn the news off, turn the entire TV off. Stop distracting yourself with things that don’t matter. Go outside, sit in the grass and take pictures of your birds. Get off the couch, go, smell the scents of the world….

The Burrow and the Bore

The Burrow and the Bore The molting has begun, my body’s changing, have to find a home in which to start to grow, end game without praying, no need to explain things. Buried deep in the colloquial saying, used to reap what you did sow,…

Letter to all my exes

Dear All I know its been a while since we last spoke Out of all the people, I’m sure that I’m the last bloke To which you want to speak, I admit that after our break up It’d be hard to make up Even if…

Non Letter to myself 6/25/22

Non-letter  to myself To write a letter to myself from any of the folks coming to mind in this moment. Hmmmm…. Feels too revelatory to print in public. Memories  cascading through my head are arguing with each other. Some are happy…some sad..some excited…some angry,, some…

Partying With My Pup

My pup likes to party, but it’s all so very sad. that treat he hasn’t had. For thirteen years, He has given me much joy, for he’s a “good boy”! Now, we’re seniors, I’ll throw a birthday party, for time gets leaner. For in people…

Hour Six: Love Always, Your Freshman Biology Teacher

To the most disruptive girl in class The one who had to be separated From her friends to pay attention And then became sad and shut down Rather than bright and engaged I see you finally fulfilling that potential We spoke about so many times…

Dear Daughter

I’m sorry that you felt the way You told me that you did Sorry I’m a terrible mother I don’t know why you say You were a miserable kid Or why you speak so badly of your brother   I always did the best I…