A clear, flowing river in the middle of the desert, where the water was dry, John and Jill fetched water to spill, to see Jack and Jane rolling the sandy hills. Let’s continue while taking a nap, I’ll tell you a fable and it’s all…

I took a day to mentally prepare, I walk up to you in my skirt, I enjoy the sunlight before I climb in, to sit on the dirt, You make me feel safe, you let me know I am cared for, I know at the…

Keats was the guy our English teachers fawned all over ‘Ode on a Grecian Urn’ spellbound many a napping student, when not making their stomachs churn Coleridge, Wordsworth, Shelley all dutifully took their turns more recently was Neruda, in love with socks – a sartorial,…

He sat back in an abandoned complex, flirting with the evening, touching her pretty flesh, he’s so lovely, he is, puncturing fragile skin, and summoning demons when he breathes. I felt the world at the tip of his fingers, as he brushed stardust across the…

Everyday I catch them staring Trying to figure out if they should trust me Trying to decide whether they should give Or if they should pretend I don’t exist But out here I am invisible whether they physically see me or not I feel worthless…

Today I awoke I’m glad I woke up again! I’m on a roll, 69 years so far There were fluttering waxwings to greet me Yesterday there were robins and crows the day before I like waking to the birds above my head. I rolled up…

    The mountain is steep I inhale fresh air and smile I love the journey (I’m behind. eek!)

My hubby wanted a house, so I chose an RV. “It is homey” I argued . Well no choice now its on the fly.  The ceiling’s low, and the fridge is small, but we can eat out is all. Family is where the heart is,…

I had a dream about you last night and we were exactly how we should have been before the cheating the lies the ache the mess I was told if I was going to cheat, I should carry the burden with me, instead of being…

the last silent seconds of dawn – 5:57 actually _ and I have only moments in which to memorize your face the shape of you the line of your arm that becomes a border against mine, to watch you sleep, the rise and fall of…