The stillness of that year,captured in still frames,plucks at my veinslike the IV needle.We drive to the hospital,to empty waiting rooms,to masked facesand empty eyesto perdition,or so it seems.Still, that waiting room haunts me,awakening masked emotions.But time passes smoothlythrough the eyes of a needle,until the ghost of that year fades,wavering in my mind’s eye,and IContinue reading “Time’s Calm”
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Wide-Open Field
the hallway holds a spiraling blur of blinding light,eternal and etherworldly.I step through with hands shading eyes,trying to glimpse the world ahead.For the longest time, it remainedcordoned off,a heavy blockage impenetrable,the stone path held in place by gatesonly partially of my own making:the limit of struggle,the toxins of trauma,too many brick blocks boarding me up.Now,Continue reading “Wide-Open Field”
Spring River
Spring welcomes us home:a vivid splay of vibrant greensto warm the eyesand raise the hearts.The sliver of riveronce spied between the tangles of bare branchesnow blooms and overflowslike so many flowers along its bank.Sunlight stirs us on,beyond the hour we once huddled indoorsto bask in orange rays that skitteracross Earth’s surfacelong into the evening.We stayContinue reading “Spring River”
Under the Sky
Bubbles floating freely up to the sky, memories spiraling gently under the sky.Chilly morning calm breaks into sun’s delight,as cumulus, cotton-ball clouds play in the sky.Warmth hovers in the atmosphere, its glowing love,as cerulean calm paints its melody on the sky. Daylight in dance, a playful canvas for loved ones:a home for buzzing bees andContinue reading “Under the Sky”
Picnic Mediation
in the shadow of our backyard, family surgedin the shadow of trees, a picnic emergedin the shadow of the playset, children snickeredin the shadow of late afternoon, the daylight glittered in the shadow of the unknown, we exchange glancesin the shadow of smoke, fire dancesin the shadow of fear, hope still catches I wrote thisContinue reading “Picnic Mediation”
5-Year Cancerversary
There is a lot about life that is cyclical. Trends, for instance. The 90s are really “in” right now, or so say my students. We were at a roller rink a few days ago, and every song they played was from 1990-2005. It was definitely creating an intense wave of nostalgia for this Millennial. EvenContinue reading “5-Year Cancerversary”
Safety Net
Balancing act above treetopsopen arms welcome home,not worried about the dangers, connections allowsurrender I wrote this poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt #134 at the Skeptic’s Kaddish. This week’s prompt was provided by Jennifer, who asks us to do the following: I am fortunate to experience the carefree nature of my children every day.Continue reading “Safety Net”
Glass Panes
glistening waterunder cerulean skyreflects energyabsorbs our inequitiestossing our strength heavenward I wrote this poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly challenge #133 at the Skeptic’s Kaddish. This week’s prompt was provided by Carol Anne, who asks us to do the following:
The River Remains
the river mocks us sometimesits waves flickering in and out of light and shadowslike the way you can almost, but not quite, catch the magician’s illusion, or a new friend’s emotion.the river laughs at humanity’s follies,the way we trust when pain is imminent.the river remains,even in times of darkness,and it will remain here long afterContinue reading “The River Remains”
Impossibles Possibled
We machined onward,trying to ignore the tempest behind us,and before us,and all around,entired in a mounting whirlwind. The outlook tabled against us,peaced together uncertainly by those afraid of peace, because it’s easier to fear than to love.Only later,would history tellwho footed the billand who industried the plotbut notwho opened their hearts,the impossibles possibled when weContinue reading “Impossibles Possibled”
Words and Coffee Writing 