A touch of sun draws me near discarded entry ways creating a underpass that never takes light for granted

I ended up going to the renaissance festival with some family today so I’ve got a lot to catch up on. Here’s hoping I can get some poems started. Some of these might be really short for a bit.   Hour 1   Stick figure…

Damp ceiling patch spreads, Recovering partner is drunk, Rachnoc hears the words. From the crevice comes, Tentacles yearning for him, Absorbing the threat.

My dream is to have A walk in closet, a safe Space where I can be anyone I want Whenever I want. Without Fear of the real world Crashing down around Me. Where I am protected, Surround by all All the things that bring Me…

Weeds fester, there’s no comfort in swallowing one whole. The seeds infiltrate the body, take up root in your best soil.   Pluck each one, by one, by one, by one.   Trauma subsides and we bloom on.    

A secret escape we never heard of to a little town dressed in layers of harvest moons and throw blankets warm tea and cocktails bonfires with flavors of our favorite music plunging into saucy cooking roasting next to pounding moments leading us closer than we…

Each closet has a purpose, a closet visited often, a closet full of cobwebs, closed and never to be opened. In the inner chambers of these closets, lay fears, unspoken words, regrets, mistakes, and unshed tears. Away from prying eyes and ears, kept tucked away…

Cleaning out my mother’s townhome assisted living came grudgingly – terminology I use on charitable days cleaning out the tidy home of a certified and fully anointed packrat was less time-capsule discovery more bafflement at later-in-life finds At the far end of her walk-in closet…

Seeing the shadows dance along Bigger than they appear The scene stretches out Until the eye can’t reach The past is gone Left to memory    

I love my clothes but didn’t always treat them with respect as proof is seen in my closet   this is a long story… as a child I had to share a closet with my bratty little sister it was overcrowded  and over messy  …