From a Previous Harvest

From a Previous Harvest

This felt like it needed to come back out and play. Friday’s Poem 11.15.13 Our cocoons are Opening up Lots of things Gifts Losses Changes Like wings unfurling Strengthened through pressure Slow cracks Bits of light and air Filtering through mucus Change is wet...
Close to the Air

Close to the Air

New fields, new ground New places to stand and look around Blooming beautifully sometimes looks like letting go Unraveling completely Like drowning Two centimeters Until the air I’m still there …in a way The voice, my own Calling out, finally grown...
Two Days, 46 Years

Two Days, 46 Years

Sometimes, little one, when I hold you and you squeeze me, I know there is no other moment where I feel closer to God, or to my own best self. You are a blessing beyond words to describe. You have absorbed all of the hardened limits I thought I had for myself. You put...
Rainbow in the Sky

Rainbow in the Sky

Son; You let me know with a wave of God’s hand by the beautiful rainbow place in the sky the one you left as you waved goodbye in a special way I will see you soon but unlike you son I still have work to do I felt at rest when one your friends said “You...