and even though she knew no one was going to pluck stars from the sky and hand them to her, it was a comfort to imagine that someone just might try.
Month: March 2018
She wasn’t just any rose, She was the whole damn garden Yet, you couldn’t see past her thorns. Patient, she waited for you to notice Her love- abundant. In sunshine, she bloomed In rain, she folded herself Her scent drove you mad Crushed, she oozed hot-sweet pleasure Green tea and lemons, A spoonful of honey. Her touch, intoxicating Soft as velvet, artful You swore … Read More Damask
I believe in miracles The unseen hand of divine agency, manifesting hope of extraordinary wonder This is why I believe I’ll find you again Against all odds Standing outside a doorway or inside a crowded coffee shop You’ll smile and say, ‘What took so long?’ And that will be it. I will be home.
My sister asked, “Do you remember that morning at the beach?” How could I forget? A memory of us. Two children lost in fantasy, tiny feet dancing as the ocean kissed the sand. Accidental twins, our small bodies snuggled in white hoodies. “You took a stick and drew a huge circle,” she said, I remember. “I drew a circle to protect us.” I see her … Read More
You ask, “Who am I?” You are, The pieces of every woman who came before your time Scraps of chintz, lovingly stitched together Calico cloth from an Auntie’s tattered dress Pearl buttons cut from a Grandmother’s worn sweater Poetic whispers in the night A prayer to the stars Oil and water Loss and Love These women formed you whole How do you honour … Read More
and when you are uncertain, return to nature. Pause. Sit within silence. Listen. Hear the rustling stir from beyond the forest’s edge. Savour. Drink up the beauty that she has beholden to you. Yes, my darling, ‘Life is beautiful, indeed’.