Wednesday, December 21, 2016

Bosom Buddies

A place of work
became a home
for women with a need.
We worked and played,
left...came back...
laughed until we peed!
Strangers brought together
soon called each other friend...
shared a moment of our lives
now sisters to the end.



Friday, December 16, 2016

First Snow

                                      
Winter magic
garden gate
footprints beckon 
adventures wait









Thursday, September 17, 2015

Puddle Jumper

Cleared for takeoff
gaze is steady
pilot geared up
at the ready

raindrops fall
no sun in sight


perfect day
pefect flight 


Saturday, August 30, 2014

To Mom from Dad

           Perfect  

Closer to perfection--
    each breath a whispered plea
    or just a conversation with
    the angels or with me?

I don't pretend to understand
    how you could ever be
    closer to perfection than
    what you are to me.

Your ears no longer hear each sound
    with clarity it's true.
On sunny days your dimming eyes
    now have a cloudy view.

As you move toward that perfect place
    and I stay here for now,
I place my hand upon my heart
    and make to you this vow.

As perfect as you are to me,
    I know you long for more--
Move closer to perfection, love
    and let your spirit soar.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

The Door

The sound and
    the silence--
both equally fraught
    with a moment of terror,
a breath being caught
    somewhere between
the heart and the mind
    not knowing if joy
or despair I would find.

Saturday, April 5, 2014

Announcement

Given a gift and
    promised to hold
close to the heart
    not shared...
       shouted...
            told.
A hiccup of laughter,
    a soft smile showing,
Thoughts interrupted by
    the sweet joy--
        the knowing.

Thursday, April 3, 2014

Once Upon a Time

Sadness filled the kingdom.
   Toys sat--
Books went unread.
   The princess, who felt quite unwell,
had taken to her bed.
   The jesters and the royal court
did all that they could do.
   They offered treats and games and such--
She whispered, "No thank you."

The doctors of the kingdom
   were summoned to her side.
They said,
  "We're sorry, Princess,
but you'll have to open wide,
   and take this yucky medicine--
It seems the only way.
  For you to feel much better,
you must do what we say."

The princess held her nose
   and with a very royal frown,
she took the nasty-tasting stuff.
   She swallowed it all down.
It took some princess courage
   and a royal doc or two--
But soon she felt much better,
   and this is how they knew.

The other royal siblings
   came to her room one day,
and asked her quite politely
   if she'd like to come and play.

The princess answered cheerfully--
  her voice was clear and pure.
        The smile,
that had been gone awhile,
         returned
      and she said,

        "Shoor."




 

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Unconditional

Stretching,
    Changing,
        Rearranging,
Move over,
    Hold on tight.
Sharing,
    Caring,
        Overbearing,
Wrongly claiming right.
 
Putting up
    and pulling up--
through both
    the joy and pain.
Sunshine in a smile shared--
    Wintry days and rain.

Always open
    heart and arms--
Closing not one door--
    Accepting each and every part,
And giving so much more.
 

Monday, March 10, 2014

The Healer

With fanfare great--
    royal decree,
they let me know
    they'd chosen me.
They swept me off
    my feet and then--
As swiftly knocked me
    down again.

No longer did I want
    to write.
I crumbled, fell,
    turned out the light
on all the creativity--
    let darkness take
that part of me.

The outskirt man
    stepped in one day.
Said he felt he had
    to say that words
I'd written long ago
    had touched him and
I had to know.

    No public
proclamation made--
    no photos,
prize or accolade.  

    Unexpected--
        quiet--
            calm--

A spark of light,
    a healing balm.



 


Friday, March 7, 2014

Imperfect

Love is often felt
in spite
of flubs,
mistakes--
and flaws.
Love is what's expected
but
Like
is just
because.

Facelift

The secret to a selfie
  if age is what you fear--
Lie on the floor,
  Don't smile too big..
The years will disappear!

Friday, February 28, 2014

Communion

The table filled with salads--
   a crazy quilt of food.
Some tears, a little laughter
   the atmosphere,subdued.
Ham sandwiches and coffee
   a slice of cake or pie
A life and meal completed--
   a time to say good-bye.

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Heirloom


Cookie jar memories
of tales told to me
by a mama who wanted
me always to see
beyond what appeared to be
all that there was
to a world of why nots
and devoid of because.

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Valentine

Won't insist on the big tv...
    Hands over the remote.
Never just gives up a win
    And tries hard not to gloat.
Candy, flowers and a card
    Are typical to get
When love, though true,
    Is very new and
Knows no better yet.

Monday, February 10, 2014

Best Friend

Why is the best choice often
the worst?
The last thing we want to do
must be the first.
Reflections of their pain
within our own eyes--
But also of love as
we say our good-byes.

Friday, February 7, 2014

Abracadabra!

Cleaning out
    the closets.
Get rid of
    these and those.
Elder eyes see
    "garage sale,"
Young ones
    princess clothes.

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Racquetball

An Alice-in-Wonderland
pint-sized door,
Barren walls,
ceiling and floor--
It's just a room
and nothing more.
They enter in,
these friends, these men
and suddenly
thirteen again.

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Bruce

It seems like only yesterday you held a tiny hand,
Read storybooks, played hide-and-seek,
Built castles in the sand.
I watched our children grow and change
While you remained the same--
dad of strength and character,
Deserving of the name.
To be a dad has been for you
A precious gift of love,
A journey of amazing joy,
A calling from above.
And my delight as always is to share this love, this life--
To be the mother of your sons,
To be your loving wife.



Friday, January 31, 2014

Recess

"So what?" will be my motto--
"Who cares?"  my battle cry.
If I want, I'll tell a joke
that no one gets but I.
I won't use proper grammar.
They'll shake their heads and sigh,
"She's much too old to act this way!"
They'll try to reason why.
I'll make the neighbors wonder
when I climb into a swing,
that's meant for someone younger
and I'll sing and sing and sing!

Wednesday, January 29, 2014

An apology should
never
be followed by "but".
All meaning is lost.
There is no truth when
"I'm sorry" is clarified,
explained,
given a reason.
Someone is
hurting.
Simply
Be
Sorry.