Category Archives: Love

Matrimetry

“If only I were bigger” I said whenshe murmured her complaints, her stress immense,her gaze within and gulping oxygen,her patience sapped, but her intelligencestill active. So attempting making sense,I added “then I’d curve around your grief,and hug you with a … Continue reading →

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Duobus Solus

They love each other well enough to livetogether, name each other closest friend,seldom quarrel, readily forgive,and try to find activities that blend.We go back long. Joint memories extendfive decades. But as far as I can tell,each wonders at the other’s … Continue reading →

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Dawn Yoga

I woke away from home before the sun,and though most Saturdays I will omitthe mat, preferring talk and iPad funwith bouncing kids, last week I did committo 7 days of Prana. I could waitfor guided breathing till the afternoon,but better … Continue reading →

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The Threatening Threes

I know a 3 year-old (she’ll soon be 4)who captured the idea that she controlswhat happens and by whom and even more –the way all eyes should aim. The parents’ rolesdon’t matter, not to them: the weary souls.And lately time … Continue reading →

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Shouldering

His shoulder fits my palm exquisitely.And though I’ve been besotted since his start,there’s now a tender bony qualitythat heats and even pulls my heart apartto make an ever bigger space, where hecan safely lodge in love and memory.I know and … Continue reading →

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Sibling Dinner

I think we liked each other even whenwe squabbled young in bickering and tease.But as we’ve aged, and only now and thenachieve a meeting, after kiss and squeeze,we fall into affection’s lap again,where every word and thought just serves to … Continue reading →

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Second Person

I screened a dream vignette the other night,a nondescript adventure, and a faceI never saw before. Without delightor deep intrigue we shared a brief embracebefore I woke, in some familiar place.I rose a little hungry for more view,receptive and adjusted … Continue reading →

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Fridays at 6

There’s quiet satisfaction that I feelas soon as they come running through the door.Their energy is boundless, coursing, real,and I sit back, receiving hugs and more.High-pitched their voices greet me with a peal,for they are nearly 8 and almost 4.And … Continue reading →

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A Silent Battle Over Setting Up the Coffee Maker

Although they met and promptly set about to fall in love,and he behaved as if he’d saved his vigor for a shovetoward firm embrace and gaze in face like fairy tales of yore,in point of fact their marriage pact was … Continue reading →

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Ex-Dream

I dreamt last night of one who passed awaysome time ago. In sleep I saw and heardhis face, his voice. And strong I longed to sayforgotten phrases that would be absurd,for I have learned, surviving to today,how impotent and vain … Continue reading →

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