My path bathed in Moonlight and, Serenaded in Song by Crickets and Treefrogs as I continue along.

Forever hold my peace? Or forever hold my piece? I object with yells and cries, Im throwing knives instead of rice. No, im not here for communion, Im here to intervene this union. No, sir i am not embarrased, Ive freed the horses from their…

all of it   tilt your head view this place with soft eyes. see it? it’s the place we began: the womb of our Mother, soft and warm like a sweat lodge door.   are we arriving (ni-maaja*)? or departing (dgoshin)? or returning (bskaabi)?  …

What is Love Shelter from any storm Courage to forever be true Strength against all odds Will to always protect you Pain when I am not injured Sadness on my best day Joy when nothing goes right Worry when all goes my way Listening to…

There are no photos of me as an infant In my mother’s arms. No black and white Sepia toned memories bleeding Into my now. No corners holding The past in its place, jagged edges Saying, look here, this was your life. This was you as…

  What is Love? HE CALLS ME UGLY WORTHLESS STUPID ASSHOLE Why doesn’t he love me? He’s My DAD! I wont carry your words forward What is love? I AM STRONG RESLIENT AMAZING BEAUTIFUL What is love? I LOVE WHO I AM MEANT TO BE…

They came for the grass and stayed for the moomories The hill was an unlikely place for romance But the wild steer and his crew knew That this was the place to eat The pretty bovine dairy cow Crested the distant hill

12 Noon. Poem 10. What is Love? Love is a list poem. Love is my children and grandchildren, my Lucy Watusi Kitty, all the bills paid, and a little left over. Love is gratitude  and meditating cross legged on my big, old, soft bed. Love…

my pen dances to the rhythms of grief like a mighty cow trampling the field for green food. I hold its tip_ each drop of ink is a dedication to the unfading scars hung on my flesh. just then, a lassie walks majestically into my…

The 2023 Texas Drought  Crunchy grass and muggy air Another drought filled night No hint of rain found anywhere On this September night It’s been this way, all summer heat Without any relief The forecast promising deceit Just adding to our grief The plants are…