I am unexpected. I am an out of wedlock pregnancy that solidified a union. I am a gentle kick inside my mother’s womb on her wedding day. I am the stiff upper lip as the word divorce falls upon me, wide eyed and stoic. I am a child silently hovering in the garage watching my …
Like a new day dawning Morning dew glistening The rainbows of light glimmer through my windows at sunrise I take a deep breath I exhale I am at peace To dance wildly and intimately With my pain As it continues to haunt me As it pounds on my door, And to know truly It is …
There are but 2 people with whom I trust my darkness. When I am in that fitful state I have come to know As I thumb through that list Looking for someone to call My name does not appear. The I that is entangled In he said/she said, Judgment, Loneliness, 1 am thoughts racing in …
I keep thinking she’s dead The little girl who manages Directs and protects the spiritual direlects She keeps popping up On long drives With the right song After the holidays When the dishes are clean And the family has left She shows up again and again I wrestle her in fits Insisting I don’t need …
Despondence My failures: Perceived losses. My perception is skewed. Is it? Does Mother Earth cry As her forests burn to ash? Does she weep at the sight of her people drowning in her floods? I don’t know. I don’t know.
This poem came to me while reading Heart and Mind by Alexander Shaia. As I settled in to the words I began to weep. Words are powerful that way. When they hit you at the right moment, just when you are ready to receive them, your heart expands. That is what this poem did for me. …