Calloused Hands & Open Hearts

My second poem in the New Year is an ode to Farmers:

Look
For truth
In rheumy eyes
That have stared down
Relentless seasons, reluctant earth

Moonstruck

My first poem in the New Year – it is about magic and moonlight and love

Some days are just so beautiful – and there’s always something to be grateful for…

We’re not all meant to be identical – how boring that would be! Here’s a poem exploring the obsession with a certain way of being…

We’re realizing more and more, aren’t we, why the new normal cannot be the old normal – and why we have to change how we negotiate with the world?

Tumultuous times demand a vision and an understanding that is different from anything we’ve ever considered…

The time to look back is upon us. And the time to look forward to a new normal…

This gorgeous woman is my mom. She deserves the world, but a poem will have to do for now. Because – #PhysicalDistancing.

Also, the world is in disarray right now, so we’ll wait and see if – when this ends – it’s worth gifting to a beloved mother.

Here’s the poem:

Look around you for inspiration to help you stay positive…

Thinking positive thoughts even as the world locks down…