Category: Poetry

  • From My Heart’s Pocket . . .

      Word reaches that there are issues with some of my posts that are unreal;  that perhaps I don’t know how the real world works! I write what I know, not hope or pretend.  As Lawrence O’Donnell commented on  President Biden’s Inaugural, experience is  not taught. We always knew it, I think,  just never applied…

  • At A High Cost . . . .

      When I was younger and found footing in my woman’s novels, I came across soon to be a favorite writer.  It was a time when the library was my sons and my main excursion to replenish our idea resources. Marcia  Willett was her name and a favorite book ‘A Week In Winter’  was a…

  • A Warm Hug. . .

    \I was just 16 when my younger sister caught me in a lie leaving me so embarrassed that on the spot I knew that I would forever tell the truth.  And from that moment on, I became a truth teller.  I alibied  others or as my sister said, made excuses for  them, but was hard…

  • Life’s Adjuncts . . . like me. . . .

    Life’s Adjuncts  . . .  It seems I drive my family crazy trying to follow my thinking.  My mate of many years said too many times that George did not say what  I repeated  George said.  I looked my mate straight in the eye and said then I elevated George’s thinking.  Eyebrows shot up and…

  • And is god enough . . . . .of course. . .

      So Who Cares. . . Nobody they say. . . Except you know you do. . . All it takes is just one I hear, to look for the sun to rise each morning. . . . to look at the moon at night and wonder, . . . . where home is. .…

  • Always the Empty Chair. . . Times Such as These. . .

     It  is late.  And I am an old woman.  I sit here and cannot see the keys of the keyboard because  I weep.  I have delayed coming and writing this again which seems to be a signature poem of mine and it is not an honor I wish to claim.  In differing times I took…

  • In My Heart Pocket. . . .

    Word reaches often that there are issues with some of my posts that are unreal;  that perhaps I don’t know how the real world works.  I write what I know, not  hope or pretend.  As Lawrence O’Donnell commented on  President Biden’s Inaugural, experience is something you cannot teach. We always knew it, I think,  just…

  • Is However Long We’ll Talk . . . . .

    However long. . . .the night is. . . . Coming into a chosen family will be what someone calls a misfit.  And the label will stick.  This often is a child with a need to know everything and talk.   There will not be anyone to listen.  Because there will be other children, work to…

  • Virtue In The Doing. . . .

    The Keys Of The Kingdom. . . . (In the conversation I mention about the satisfaction in the doing of what most consider work with my brother Stanley, and he said I hold the keys of the kingdom,  in my terminus I see the wisdom of this.  I was told to ‘do and you will…

  • I hold the candle for you. . . .

                        We are bringing to close another year with what are special gifts.    It is the gift of gratitude for life, of a peace not yet finished and a state of mind that is in itself a miracle.  These are limited only by focus and not…