The dropping of the fresh, flesh, beauty veil Like a cocoon reversal, where age builds and slowly covers fresh, youthful, butterfly-ish gorgeousness. The youthful beauty leaving makes way for clarity and clear thought peace. You bow less often now at … Continue reading
Today I’m on top of the world My world. The streets peel back As I roar Every upward To soar on Sun’s breath wind.
Old friends Crossing ages And stages Travelling through pages Of life’s story Together
Plucked From my community New land For him and me Plus three. Homeless Not without a house But in the heart Now pulled and filled With doubt.
I heard the other day That blushing Is an outward expression of an inner shame. That made me feel sad For the little girl who blushes when embarrassed Excited Happy Nostalgic Thoughtful, impressed, in awe Adored. Because it all seems … Continue reading
When did the the economic determinists determine That my job is useless A Mother. A lover you say? Oh. That is au fait. We can watch you. Admire. Fan our thoughts with your fire. No one need conspire. A Lover! … Continue reading