The Ancient Willow

A while back, I wrote up a post entitled What Good is a Roll Without Butter? about my dear brother-in-law Jonathan and how we composed a poem over the course of two days via text message. Another while back, my husband, brother-in-law, and I were out on a jaunt in the little ol' white Honda, and composed... Continue Reading →

When I Say, “I Love You”

You say you love me more than any man has ever loved a woman That's absurd Cliche But may I tell you something? I believe you. I too have run out of words for you Already? So soon? You're too wonderful Too consuming Too perfect I could kiss you until my breath ceased I could... Continue Reading →

Merry Christmas Little Angel

Merry Christmas Little Angel, Looking down from Heaven above. Mommy's arms are aching for you, Wishing she could show her love. I know you have a sweeter view, In a painless, perfect place. Half my heart is happy for you, Half just wants to touch your face. God please hold my baby for me, Give... Continue Reading →

Thanksgiving Carnage: A Sonnet

I see you laying there flat on your back, Your limbs splayed out against a metal slab. Unclothed, exposed, cold skin and muscles slack, Hands poke and pull and nip and tuck and grab. Your innards are removed and in their place, Some cruel heart replaces them with fluff. With brush in hand they paint your pallid face,... Continue Reading →

Home is…

Home is… Home is a cup of chamomile tea a fuzzy blanket a classic novel oversized sweat pants your t-shirt Home is fresh homemade bread eggs, sunny side up, in bed Champions League Football Mythbusters reruns Lord of the Rings Legos Home is waking up beside you a warm embrace a goodnight kiss two-day stubble... Continue Reading →

Blame

In quiet moments you will cross my mind. I sometimes feel like you have never left. Just when I think I’ve left the past behind, Your shadow chokes my heart and steals my breath. Allured by kindness to captivity, Your harsh demeaning words broke down my will. Blinded by love and my naivety, I grew to... Continue Reading →

The Ol’ Sea Salt

I’m an ol’ sea salt, you can be your ARRR! I spit into the wind as it blows through me hairrr. You can’t tell me mate there’s a better, better life, Than the sea and the sky and me trusty ol’ fife. From starboard to port we be swabbin’ the deck, And me language is... Continue Reading →

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