Nothing missing Everything absent. Reminiscing baskets, full of fragments. All is present. Nothing missing. Thanksgiving who’s forgiving? 9/11 spent in heaven. Frequent torment. Grave decent. Chance event, Who repents? Human thunder. Pulls us under. Spirit’s full of wonder. Grows younger.

This lady has found a way not to see, To carve out an oasis of calm She declares this her safe zone. She shuts out the visions of goblins and jailors But neither can she see the open doors Or the cracks where the light gets in. This is the genius of fight or flight…

The discomfort Of the unfamiliar comfort Arising during the uncomfortable Healing journey Which started Because of a comfortable Survival mode Created from uncomfortable Loneliness The future is comfortably exciting In living mode Without uncomfortable loneliness

What if I am sure of my love for you? 100% safe There is not a day that I do not wake up feeling that my love for you is the maximum, some would call madness, because you are there and I here, but when you love and know you want there are no impediments…

Wrapped in dignity Held by strength Woman of change Now feels Calm delights Strands Velvet ribbons In her hands Healthy A joyful heart from The glory Illuminating Radiant sun Warm air Cheerful Experience and love Everyone Rebirth is soaring Multiplying greatness Through the oasis Exciting discoveries Rising above the Ash Fully understanding The mystery of…

In all the world to write that, tonight. Conjuring water In the middle of the room; stars in their winter fields; the soft scent of hair. A clean, slow burn. Beautiful. Your name rings to it. Beautiful, it slips around my ankles. Beckons toward the open window: Yes, and yes, the hyacinth is in bloom.…

Join in Giggle unconsciously Heartbeats of true Friendship The sounds of life It’s alright During difficult times More sounds will reach you Soon Love Like the moon Will swoon Open your eyes Stay surprised Affirm our love for One another Though sometimes we are Strangers Our fingers can still Intertwine So divine Complimented Unconditional A…

Fall is near as the nighttime breeze gently blows over you , while you sleep. You hear the owls who who-ing  their nightly songs calling their mates to come along.  The coyotes sing their songs, the moon is full you feel the chill in the breeze that blows over you as you sleep, tucked away…

Be gentle with yourself Time comes and goes Ebbs and flows Like sand in an hourglass Lately that’s the message The sands of time Swirling around Like a message in a bottle That someone got Brave enough To throw Through My window. I live around the corner from Jim Croce He’s now sleeping And I…

If you were a city would you want to live there? Would there be parks and trees and wide open spaces for reflection. Is there just enough comfort to feel safe And enough discomfort to inspire change? Is there a hospital where you can check in when you fall Are their planners and visionaries designing…