Poems are Pointless Fast, quick get pen to paper, Don’t hang around we won’t have the time later. Just write the words, anything will do, The beautiful of life is the chance to re-do. Words are meaningless so just throw them down, You’ll be a…

“Mom, is this how love is suppose to look? Do dad’s mean words show his love for you? Is his hand supposed to make your skin turn colors? Is love supposed to make you cry?” “No, baby girl. This is not love. This is a…

Hour seven “Write a poem from the inside out.”   Helloooooooo. I’m in here, with my friends. We are the words, all the words and the feelings. We want to escape onto a page together But we can’t find our way out. We feel like…

Please mother let me be born, I might shine bright like a diamond in your crown, I want to see the world, I can anticipate, It must be a beautiful place, I can feel within you – as I also participate, Please mother let me…

  what i see in us you, myself. love I love myself, you. what i see in my future

The Pink Playroom Girls under eight years old, dressing up in pearls borrowed from mom’s precious jewels. Frills, sequins, purples, and pinks leading to high pitched shrills when the eldest takes the pretty princess lace. This I remember, an incredible place, cluttered with castles, a…

Brute force winds rip leaves from branches trees bow and sway and she stands, stoic strong-faced proudly, she walks through the storm her head held high, does not bow against the wind Her bones quake with each thunderclap her heartbeat jumps with each lightening strike…

To go from the men all paused when you walk into the room to menopause – WOW just happened too damned fast being assaulted by unpredictable hot flashes jumping on you without permission will make you dread this unavoidable condition Or you can view it…

So now you look at me like you never knew How could you not? I speak the way I’ve always spoken  Dress and walk and posture the same  I saw the same affections as ever There has been no reason to question me, never  You…

Haiku   imagination begat God, or the reverse run to a pew, kneel