Road Trip Road trip to Calais On our way me ,my hubby Daugther and brother Off on holiday Down to the green scenery From Dover always On the train we go Or on the boat we sail through Or we drive away The tall wind…

When I was in elementary school they told us to shoot for the moon and you will land among the stars what I heard was that I should expect to fail And so it was confusing to me when my mother got angry with me…

Image Prompt-Poem 16 The rainbow in the sky The clouds on fire like a carpet The evening felt like yesterday journey The caravans had left the park empty Children voices is all we could hear The talks carried on but all we wanted was supper…

In sorrow, I watch you walk away through no fault of your own. You were asked to leave. I don’t know why and I probably never will. You came here for just one reason. She was just nine months old when you arrived. Now three…

Millions of strangers hurry to and fro Working ten hour days Then race to a broadway show You can’t see when you’re in the maze Cars rev past before day break Sirens wail in dark of night Subway trains make windows shake Cops are here…

CW: Alcoholism, substance abuse. addiction For Jack Daniels   There was a time I would try to drink myself sober. Jack Daniels was a mistress that everyone knew I had- captivating me as soon as my tongue tasted him. A glass bottle full of magic…

Hooves thud across lush green meadows Manes and tails flow with each stride Inhale fresh wet clean earth On muscled flanks, raindrops glide Crunch sweet juicy apples While playful foals dart and hide Watching, a mare nickers to call them back Dark beautiful eyes shine…

CW: Eugenics, June 2022 current events but not named specifically   Catching up on the news means: relearning that justice doesn’t exist and that people don’t learn. I was born to be: a canary in a coal mine; the PSA on who you aren’t supposed…

CW: Brain/head injury   I need to forgive me for what I forget as my brain has been scrambled 12 too many times. Bruising the several pounds of flacid bacon inside my skull was not my plan but here we are. The electric signals don’t…

CW: Illusions/references to domestic violence Reflections on One More Theory on Pandemic Polyamory   I’m sorry I did that. Nothing I write could change anything I said or did. Or, more accurately, didn’t do. How could I have chosen to believe her? Over you? I…