Stay Light even in the darkness of the night, that way what arises will free the sight to makes things right.

Sitting with nothing Listening to the birds sing Spreading wings Gliding on the upswing Spotting the mountain spring. Diving on the downswing. Landing on her offspring Created by a bee sting. Having flings with playthings, wearing her wedding rings. Flaunting the swing to bring in the zing to cling. Closing curtain drawstrings Sitting on hot…

Don’t ask me to dissemble To lie, deny my past loves, and those who hold me dear cherishing the quenched flame, in their hearts. When I lie down beside you know you are inside me safe, warm, held, adored. If another comes to me, in early morning thoughts, dew in between my toes. reflections in…

I lost my glasses in the night Without them I can’t see I asked the angels where they were But they wouldn’t tell me Thankfully I have a spare pair So this morning I thought about all the things I can’t see I asked the angels are there things that if I saw them I…

So few words to say So many things yet to do So many books to read And paintings to paint So many animals to love So many funerals to attend So many prayers to give And trees to plant The wind blown wet streets The helicopter flying by Don’t feel like speaking Can’t cry Stop…

Who is present? What is present? Who is the present? Where is the present? Why is the present… present? Is it Jen or Jenn? Is it Jenny? Is it Jenifer or Jennifer? What is in a name? Why, so many version for the same? Frames to tame and refrain the pain. The pain wanting to…

The attitude I have gone through life with has been half assed. Just slowly floating along on a narrow muddy creek. Taking each snag as it came along. Clearing out the most minimal path to get through. When things got complicated I veered off goals, and burnt bridges. I would pretend to cast people out…

Its been a long time Reaching out Not finding Who i could trust Who gets my path My journey Who can help Be able to break thru Help me out of this place This place called hell Then one day I got to hear Someone speak Like into my soul Words of a past life…

He cried for his long gone mother Did he hear his cries, did he care he was on a mission to destroy all that was not his color his way his history screams of abuse & terror But no one took notice and let it be let him continue on his path of destruction until…

Is there a poem in me today? Is there anything that I can add to the conversation that would be of value? Yesterday I saw protesters who were not looting I saw looters who were not protesting But all of the anger is justified. If I saw my father, my brother my husband Knelt on…