The milk toast you think you craveWill never satisfy And she’ll always know that She’s not as smartOr witty or worldly or wiseAnd she just barely gets your jokesBut she giggles when you say “ta da”Because when Phineas is on stageEveryone cheersBut she’s never go backstage when you take off your costume and cryYou don’t like someone…
Evidence of reality on the canvas birthed by the three of us creation of ours alive and real I can hear the painting sing a song of place and being.
Watching my crepe paper Skin Slide Over the muscles I move As I reach for the tonic Each morning To give me the energy Of youth To age Through another day And see my skin Wrinkle And slide Again Tomorrow I think Of my mother’s hands As they aged around the Star sapphire That retained its…
Speaking is easier than being a speaker Leading is easier than being a leader Fighting is easier than being a fighter Writing is easier than being a writer Teaching is easier than being a teacher Preaching is easier than being a preacher Loving is easier than being a lover Mothering is easier than being a…
Little girls dream of a happy ending With the prince of charms and all the gold and beautiful things Dream of weddings and children and legacies And the life of fairy tales They fear the tragic end and the broken promises The heartache the pain the loss They are taught to be frightened of the…
A wild thing cannot live among usWith the house cats whose clawsHave been removed and debarked dogsWith groomer cut hair and sweaters. She cannot be domesticatedAnd no matter how sweet herDisposition, she will eventuallyRip out his throat even thoughShe loves him. And some people will blame himFor loving a wildcat. And some peopleWill say it’s…
Sitting in the empty waiting roomHoping to get the first walk-in appointmentI marvel at how comfortable the room isWith a cozy couch, Avant garde chairsAnd traditional decor. The first appointment arrives.She’s in and out in momentsBut the room fills up.It’s standing room only. I step outside to the hallTo take care of businessAs each one…
Obsessed like a childWith a wondering mindWith a wonderful playthingWith a wondrous smileIn a wondering momentOver a marvelous mileWhen we float throughThe memories Joyful and mildAnd I lie in stillness Considering the wildWhere you’ll dance in my mindOr even insideMy life.
AStrongWomanIn LoveBecomesA womanIn loveSoftFeminineVulnerableTo his strengthWeaken by his gazeAttentive to his needAndRattled by his touch. A strong womanIs no differentThan any otherWhen aloneEven for a momentWith a manWho she loves.
Love can wax and waneLike the the moon.Sometimes strong and powerfulOthers weak and timidThe moon begins her ascentOpens herselfAnd displays her full beautyAnd love for the earth.Then she falters in imperfectionFades gently from viewAnd settles into obscurityUntil she loves again.
