Hericane. [sic]

In pre-dawn stillThe wind comes once everyThree minutes, bellowing deep in the treesSlow, picks up speed, then stops. dark ghost trainwinds down, swapping arrivers fordepartersWhose gossamer trench coating shuffle wetLeaves adhere, our front window stained Chapel glass between worlds. Warm and dry,tamed storming, unpredictable rowdyTimetables of bluster and agenda, measures of syncopated nature, theruthless spiced... Continue Reading →

27 January 2018. It’s You.

❤ If you asked me five years ago, on a regular Saturday morning such as this, anything having to do with dating or coupling (outside of business or creatively contributing to something) or, God forbid, Love and such, I would have quickly changed the subject to you, your life and goings--on; or my daughter or... Continue Reading →

On This Day: 5 May, 2016. [Journal Entry]

Woke up staring "rushing" in the face. I need to stop rushing, nudging things sooner than later and believing sooner is better. Sooner is, possibly, rushed not better. Sooner is, perhaps, an escape hatch from discomfort. Go through, not around - that is the learning process: through, not around. Rushing causes accidents and butterfingers and... Continue Reading →

How a Toy Bunny Changed My Outlook.

This passage was read at my wedding.  Yet, it holds only the significance of being part of a tender, beloved children's story. A story not familiar to me until I needed something warm, intelligent and well-written about real love -- because *what in the world did I know about that?!* -- at the time, early... Continue Reading →

Loose Ends, Tied.

This final week of 2017 I have unplugged from Facebook to the extent that I am, in three day's time, remarkably happier and more unburdened than I have been in five years.  Maybe more.  The planet continues to have hope and disaster hand-in-hand, but I don't have to read or know about every single detail... Continue Reading →

Harumph.

Home Alone, adult style.  All menfolk out of the house for the night.  My evening plan to attend the roller derby nixed, though I could have attended had I gone in my own vehicle.  (An option left unsuggested.)  But, I shall sit outside in the cricketsong and honey-pinking sky against the mountains, with a favorite... Continue Reading →

Vow in Autumn. (Poem)

Nothing haunts me more than the things I never had the courage to say. Partnered with longing to take back spears thrown in the heat of battle, or the enmeshment of insecurities weaving a relationship fabric so warped, it serves as a battle flag to avoid that same slope and ditch in the future. Destiny. ... Continue Reading →

Reveal.

Might take a while but I think we all recognize the "good" in "goodbye".  Maybe not simultaneously or even assign it the same weight or meaning. Weightlessness is fine for wandering or aimlessly bobbing around, here and there.  But there came a desire to be grounded, certain, and that never happened.  It is then we... Continue Reading →

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