The title says it all, but do read the poem.
Category: Poetry
My son grows my heart
My heart is bursting with love for my son as he walks a path that thinks nothing of hardship as long as it leads to a sustainable way of life.
Love that isn’t love
There are all kinds of love: filial, familial, platonic, romantic, but there is also a toxic variety which isn’t really love, is it?
Streams of consciousness
Poetic output of a workshop I attended last month on Listening to Yourself
Sunset Soliloquy
Today, a friend shared a photograph of a gorgeous sunset, where the golden orb hovered over the lake as though seeking permission to sink into the cool waters for well-deserved respite. It made me philosophical. Everything begins, everything ends, and in between is everything that matters. The sun rises and it sets, and that arc… Continue reading
Hope finds a way
With some people doing their best to destroy our shared world, who – and where – do you look to for hope? Nature nurtures those who nurture it in turn but turn against it and watch its fury unfurl
This heart’s a sponge
We don’t always have a choice about it, but whenever you can, choose to be in the company of those who uplift you. Your emotional well-being is worth fighting for. It is still February as I post this, but here’s wishing that every month is the month for love.
The silence is loud
A nightmare without end seems to be unfolding all over the world. The eternal optimist in me is trying to find a glimmer of hope that things will work out in favor of humanity in the end, but there are moments of grave doubt. Sorry for the pessimistic view-point, but war is not a topic… Continue reading
White Flag – poem
No explanation needed – so tired of what we’ve become…
A Long Goodbye – #Poem
One of the saddest and most difficult things is to witness a parent dissolving and disappearing. This poem cannot even begin to capture the angst…