dedication a name held in quotationsink-embraced – eternal love underlineda precipicea spine cupid’s arrow arrived nineteen years of yesterdaysmeet again today lovers on the pagefor us to emulate The funny thing is I can't remember if this book was gifted or if I purchased it myself? I suppose it doesn't matter. The gift is that… Continue reading Poem 45 – Dedication
What The Mind Forgets, The Heart RemembersFor Linda C. decades of dayslived togetherburnt toastflooded basementmice in walls where minutes lap like Lake Erie warmed in the hot summer sunlost breath after sexholding handseyes that talk the soul writes your storyon the chamber walls in your heartstucks in the meaty foldsunknowns that paralyzeoffspring in painlupus latching on the… Continue reading Poem 22 – What The Mind Forgets, The Heart Remembers
Orbit for Miller There is noseparationbetweena sun and her rays I orbit the planet familyfour humans two caninesfood shelter waterbooks film art When I wrap myselfaround her shiningtickle her wristsmell her skinI tell herI hope big love greetsyou every morningIt will she says it will In this orbitI am curled indevotedsmallyet each breath inis a… Continue reading Poem 9: Orbit
I did a new moon meditation on Monday, December 14. It was a revelation. Meditating does that, reveals things, I know but this time it was different. This time, when I was led down the path of seeing dreams, of traveling anywhere in the world, of hearing a message, of reading a message...I saw what… Continue reading Reveals
Honourable Mention I am very pleased to announce that I've received an Honourable Mention for my poem 'Garden' in this year's Polar Expressions National Poetry Writing Contest! Yahoo! Thank you judges! And congratulations to all those who submitted and will be published, including the first place winner, local writer Jessie Lee Jennings for her poem… Continue reading Honourable Mentions!
heat heat is a constant melody blaring from the radios planted like seeds in the gardens of my body the music is always on pushing lyrics in sweat beads out of the skin on my temples blasting beats of pleasure in my vulva furnace where it transforms into waterfalls heat is a spell – magic… Continue reading #morningcoffeesessions Two Poems
Where to begin? I feel...floopy. This is the word we use to describe how the dogs get when they're tired and flop down onto us because they want some hard-core lovin'. Except...without the existential panic that I've been feeling on my insides, I think. Can dogs have existential panics? I immediately want to think about… Continue reading Floopy – Existential Panic
"Are you paralyzed with fear? That's a good sign. Fear is good. Like self-doubt, fear is an indicator. Fear tells us what we have to do. Remember one rule of thumb: the more scared we are of a work or calling, the more sure we can be that we have to do it." Steven Pressfield,… Continue reading Sew Songs