November whispers balanced, calm embrace, A month to find our peaceful pace. With chill kissed by dawn’s sweet light, We bring the day, our spirits bright. In work, we find our purpose, clear, But pause reminds us, joy is near. Our gardens slumber with gentle root, In family’s love, our hearts bear fruit. Each week, … Continue reading November’s Grace
poems
Tune without Words
Fluttering, feathered, and heart skipping. By Emily Dickenson “Hope” is the thing with feathers" “Hope” is the thing with feathers -That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - And sore must be … Continue reading Tune without Words
Tiny Binding
The littlest things can hang me up. Keeping me bound, Stabbing hunger. Tiny binding. Like a hairband around my wrist, Squeezing off the circulation. Providing security for a future fit. What if my hair blows in the wind. It'll get into my eyes over and over. Better be ready to deal with it. Can't stand … Continue reading Tiny Binding
Once
Once, love lingered in the gentle hush Of morning light upon your sleeping face— A tapestry of laughter woven lush With moments time can never quite erase. Now, only echoes wander through these halls, Soft shadows where our promises once lay, A faded photograph, a distant call That memory replays but can’t convey. I gathered … Continue reading Once
Dinner with My Three Troubles
At the table, they gather 'round, Three troubles seated, no solace found. One wears the face of silent despair, His whispers linger in the stale air. Another, bold, with a fiery gaze, Speaks in riddles of unending space. He shuffles the forks, the knives, the spoons, Turning my feast to shadowed ruins. The third, a … Continue reading Dinner with My Three Troubles
Joy’s Rival
Grief has arrived like an unexpected guest, slipping through the door without a sound— no suitcase, no warning, just the heavy hush of presence. It sits beside me at the kitchen table, fingers tracing circles in the dust, sips from my cup and lets the silence stretch and stretch. Grief unpacks itself in the quiet … Continue reading Joy’s Rival
Be Through You
You can't be through me. I am not the sunshine that shines on you and makes you grow. You can't breathe through me. I am not air that fill your lungs and keeps you alive. I can be for you. I can be with you. I can breathe life into you when that truth arises. … Continue reading Be Through You
Chanting Tiger
Chanting flowers Chanting birds Chanting hours Chanting limbs Chanting minds Chanting whims Chanting heart Chanting break through Chanting art Chanting health Chanting peace Chanting wealth Chanting how Chanting abundance Chanting now Chanting dolphin Chanting tiger Chanting often Chanting tiger Chanting tiger Chanting tiger
See
Close your eyes and see in this room the meaning of everything. Close your eyes and give everything all the meaning it has. Close your eyes and understand anything in this place. Close your eyes and give your thoughts meaning. Close your eyes and see what is there. Close your eyes and see what I … Continue reading See
Windfall Intell
Windfall Intelligence I know you know what I mean The world spins lopsided Dumb money and death drones When’s the last time you lived a windfall Taxes and toenail clippings abound Skip ads, short ads; know me at my most annoyed Subscriptions; know me at my laziest Fitness apps; know me at my healthiest Self-checkout; … Continue reading Windfall Intell