Rise & Fall

Day 29, only one more to go!!!! one foot in front of another….trudging –slow–and–steady..reaching to–wards a cloudless sky to greet the sun’s awakening.   teetering atop unstable rocks, earth toppling…down to–wards the lush valley below…. r-ol-l lin-g   to…..a…..STOP!!!against a BOULDER    OF GRANITE, a… rush… of… .air… E-X-P-E-L-L-E–D through a mouth…. filled with dust, … a……… Continue reading Rise & Fall

NaPoWriMo 2022

I know there’s still two more days left, but you know how fickle the creative mind is, and this little bit popped into my head this morning. Write a poem, they say and complete one every day. For thirty days you must write, scribbling well into the night. This isn’t a contest with prizes or… Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022


How can we as a society breakdown the barriers between us—barriers separating our individuality and uniqueness. How can we allow the atrocities of another lay waste to a belief different to theirs—a belief stemmed from centuries of old customs, a way of life, a community with ideals, and the need to survive. How can we… Continue reading How


Linked by a chain woven by happenstance, a fusion of the like-minded strung along a line swaying by time and place.   It’s a coming together, a melding of souls so similar yet different in substance carrying on individually supported by cradling arms. Belonging to networks of communities small and large constructed by those with a… Continue reading Connections

pieces of me 

wandering in a daze—searching. searching for what? —reality. reality that fades in and out. out of sync no longer cohesive—fragmented. fragmented pictures moving in and out of focus. focus unglued thoughts empty wandering. wandering through time and space clueless. clueless of surroundings blind and uncomprehending. uncomprehending the reactions to actions. actions involuntary, unstoppable, not forced.… Continue reading pieces of me 


Do you remember when before mass recycling was a thing grocery stores had a corral of empty boxes you could take from? Furniture recycling was unknown, you fixed broken legs, upholstery restitched or replaced/ only when all options were exhausted did the derelict find its way to the landfill. Do you remember when, shopping wasn’t… Continue reading Remember

Who are We

** warning, this is the longest poem I’ve ever done! 😲 do you know who I am, how I feel and how I hurt deep down inside.  how the ignorance and prejudices of the world is desensitized to the needs of those who struggle. If you appear different no one looks at you, if your… Continue reading Who are We

For B.W.

tall like the Friendly Giant, dapper as Jiminy Cricket, as smart as Einstein, and as strong as Hercules. your presence comforting, your laughter infectious, quick witted funny a master of jokes and gags. a good-natured being a giving soul with friends aplenty and girlfriends too. you were my first—my first teenaged crush—teasing and kind oh… Continue reading For B.W.