Category Archives: Love

Burning Banes

Collectively we tossed upon the flameeach individual’s selected sore.We’d penciled onto paper – some the sameand others varied, muted moved to moreby targeting attention to restoreperspective to perception’s element.Then warmed by dying injuries, we pourout breath to song and motive … Continue reading →

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Pause

I wish he had less stress and she less grief,but there’s not much for either I can do –they’re grown and have to manage their relief.I start to fret, and then admit that’s true.If I were dead, they’d find their … Continue reading →

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Her Ring

This ring I took, by right. I wasn’t bold.She asked me many times to take a lookand after all, when life had lost its hold,this ring I took. Expected death is leaving no one shook;a century is more than most … Continue reading →

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About Mom, With Love

Her life was long, and satisfying too.She lost her mom too soon but didn’t setthat fate upon us offspring – we’d the viewand words till elderly ourselves. She mether end in morphine nap, but had five scoreof years, and though … Continue reading →

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Stay in Your Lane

I tend to pay attention when you speak,and that’s not something that I often do,I comment egotistically. Techniqueis seldom taught me, but I’ve had a fewoccasions when I don’t overtly seekcorrection, but you voice a phrase or two.I thank you, … Continue reading →

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35 Years Late(r)

My dream was cinematic Thursday night.It showed at least a middle and an end.Protagonistically, I did all right,and as I dawned awake I caught a trend.I’d paused in dream to give time passing might.I leaned to learn, commenced to comprehendI … Continue reading →

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Catching a Little Talk

I raised them to be walkers. Even now,we interact with interest on our feet.Invited to the school, our chosen howto get there was our legs upon the street.And when he asked how I am, his completeattention was available. He turnedhis … Continue reading →

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If He’s Okay (Grandparenting)

If he’s okay, I’ll table my concern.I had a vision only yesterdayof child pain, but I’ll no longer churnif he’s okay. He’s 8. I well remember unkind playaround that age – cruel taunts and games that spurn.Protecting parents then, I … Continue reading →

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From Cottage Club

The view on Saturday at 9 a.m.is what I only see when I’m awayfrom home each week and cottage-hosting them,now grown so big that they prefer to playon screen instead of holding cards. I sayI’ll read and neither sweetheart acts … Continue reading →

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To a Lovely Friend

You comment you can be yourself with me.I took those words to heart like a bouquet.I watered them for hours mentally,and as they blossomed, feel the urge to say:“My friend, your mirror’s tarnished, if you seean image that looks other … Continue reading →

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