Remember Your Worth Dedicated to the First Nations of USA   “We’re Worth It Too” Society may not think we are. But we are.   We are adorned by the stars with turquoise. Entrusted to keep the land safe. Looked up to for wisdom.  …

Belvedere, my partially mechanical dog is my honey bun. Hate him! Oh, but I need him (Sacre bleu. I forget he can read.) Anyway, I never wear “Daisy Dukes”. You know those short, short, too short shorts he would love to see me in. I’m…

You are pulling my leg, I might have a cow. I’d get bent out of shape, If I only knew how. I think my mind is heading towards the moon with the cow! Oh no! I have reached the stars. Looking around, I see the…

1) Will the weeds rise up to glorious applause from the garden when we are all dead? My mother wants to know from her comfy chair by the window.   2)I swallowed the southern cross It was above the City Library   3)His beard is…

  Vintage Woman, in moon’s shadow Reminds mother’s cock-and-bull tale. He thought-that her love also Flickers as a shadow in his eyes. Her solitude embraced with joy In others’ eyelids, too Lonely souls find out, in their lonely time Smooth heart’s beloved one Silent shadow…

Hour 3: Missing the Veranda   We still buy coffee from the green siren that bears the same name – but we live in a completely different place with an entirely new environment – we have a porch   but less of a view. We…

About the searing murk of night, Cold begets the hunger of his blade, The Dollymop may flee from fright’s plight, Her blood the toll, the Ripper to be paid.

Life has been full in my fortunate, charmed life. Some hard spots, of course. Balanced, or maybe over-compensated by the favors. A decade ago, unemployed and a bit old to expect another offer. I learned about an opening that would not pay well, but would…

    I am a missing part of something that’s already lost. I missed myself the most. As young as twenty but felt like thirty. I hope, I am happy at thirty …   I lost father a few weeks back, My voice still cracks….

Coffee at Sunrise HOUR 2: 7am The majestic wonder – sky fire is beginning to peak throug hthe window. My guests are missing the beauty –   but if I’m being honest they see it more often than I do these days. I’ll just remind…