I might brew a cup of tea, if I can remember to pull the kettle off the fire before its hissing wakes up my sleeping boyfriend. Or, I might nurse this glass of wine as I listen to the new Bob Dylan and try to…

Since life does not consist of what you eat or drink I have always longed to help others to be light in the dark to illuminate the park to be the head to move ahead to be heard as an acclaimed published author Those are…

Write a poem about what you are longing for most right now.

Morning was dark and rainy and I brewed a pot meant to rouse words from my mind, and the first lines came from a Covid-weird summons we had been served and forced us to find one light saber-welding agent of good – they had to…

Although the darkness surrounds me as my love’s been taken away. I must recall all I’ve read and what the promises did say.   Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path. So for that, I must go on…

…Perhaps I’m lucky I don’t have one And I have to find a spark, A match, A candle, An electric torch. Sitting here in near-darkness, all alone, I’m forced to find my own lights, yet again; To brighten up this room and my soul –…

First light of morning warmth rushes in like water. I burrow under.  

Light, I sit and wait for thee fragmented in my iced tea ripples reflected in coffee while I arise to meet the day gold shining ball blinds my work-way speckled alight the balls of dew catch the sun on flowers too it’s dimmer, when babies…

In this, the hour of darkness May you keep faith May it shine like a beacon coating the shadows in everlasting light.

Moisture builds on my hands like dew on mountain foliage I smile nervously at the girl with curly hair in the seat next to me The stewardess sounds like the adults on Charlie Brown as they relay safety protocols The runway starts to slide behind…