I had to buy a needle today. The last time I saw a needle was, umm, while in Nashville (2010.)…
you are here
The forgiveness of morning is a cloak I wear every day. Indeed, I live on a prairie where night holds…
Moonrise: 2:30 a.m.
I woke at 1:30 a.m. I often wake during the middle of the night if I’ve not had enough physical…
Starving
These places made of hunger deep within: I’ll touch them with my heart to open wide, That never shall you…
Happy Easter, World
To my sister, Teri. I love you, dear. Come, sit awhile in my stony yard, remember with me. Here, in…
Wearing PJ’s
My heart has learned to keep many secretstoo many I am told, from the other parts of me…my hands can…
That’s a Plan, Yeh?
It’s ok to be just little me with a big dream, isn’t it? Okay to find my way one footstep…
Thursday Morning: 7:02
Poems drift out of me Like islands form in an ocean Of infinite space A sea of creativity Into which…
Riding the Light
#1 Sticky with need, hungered with longing Speaking In Poetry: a potlatch of words/images Ideas like pebbles tossed down a…
Only One Friend Away
My friend went into Silence at a retreat recently. I did, too, in a way. Somewhat in honor of her…
