Her first steps she did in torment, she felt down, got bruised, no enjoyment. She turned one year old (with no feast or celebration), eldest brothers decided to go to lake, they had occasion to take her with ( for no one to look after…

Its difficult to stay positive When the world seems to be full of people Who can’t listen, who won’t listen To anyone they disagree with Condemning the other side as evil or traitors Rather than finding common ground We are living in the age of…

In the day, I sit in my chair Eyes wide open, my mind blank A seemingly calm outlook For a man with a to-do list I lounge around and drink coffee To stay up and do nothing My nervous self comes to visit me at…

These blame gamey days  of lockdowns and attempted pick us ups.  We have become the captains  of our own quarrels  the very great and the very terrible  of us all, displayed for all to see.    Touch from a distance    The photographed beaches of…

In the case of Boy meets Girl: Boy proposes to Girl. Except after the honeymoon phase, comes conflict of interest, anger, frustration, jealousy no room for the picture perfect fantasy Disney or Brothers’ Grimm made.   “I must make up my mind which is right –…

A recipe for lovers 1 part passion 1 part patience 1 part compassion 1 part empathy 2 parts silliness Start with passion. Add in the first part of silliness. As you go, slowly stir in patience, compassion, and empathy. Add the remaining silliness. Top with…

  I prepared for the school dance the dress pressed a boudinair for his lapel dancing to songs in advance all the dreams of youth bursting forward and coming soon. Twirling and swirling, over and again. Yet Dad grew sick early that morning. A fever…

Legacy “Give me a metaphor for the moment.” Harriet Slaughter Remember me in metaphors, not in everyday cliches.Remember my written wordshow I spilt my heart across the page.Remember me for my good deeds,the ways I intended the world to be.Remember me inside the scents of…

If we can’t fill tiny stomach, let us try to save one single grain that made tiny stomach drain. If we can’t make tiny face happy, let us try to be a clown that will make their sadness down. If we can’t take care of…

Like a quiet snowfall in the night nature is hushed and covered quiet blanket white while crystal clear icicles hang dripping from eaves slowly in the December sun. Do I dare disturb the unmarked beauty with the dirtiness of my steps? Must I venture out…