Sitting in the lobby were families from many different backgrounds: black, white, rich, poor and in between.  Families in crisis of one sort or another.  I could see in them what they must have seen if they noticed me - utter exhaustion. To reach this point, to find /… Read full post »

F. Scott Fitzgerald had this notion that we all begin life with a certain amount of emotional capital.  As we go through life we draw upon it; some too much, some too soon.  And when it's gone, it's gone, pfft! 

Where you are concerned, I've used up all my emotional capital. … Read full post »

"An inch away from weeping"

I heard someone say that once before;

it didn't mean so much to me then.

I reached down into my heart today

searching around for something -

anything solid to hold on to.

I found

old promises, long broken

songs, words I remembered… Read full post »

I want to be the one

who sets you free

to express yourself, to explore your spirit

to wander the depths of your imagination

to ride the rising swell of your sensual fervor.  

I want to be the one

to touch you, to taste you

to… Read full post »

Today our hearts are broken.  We said goodbye to our Little Man, Bumpers.  We've cried a million tears between us and yet, somehow, there seems to be no end to their coming.  

Bumpers has suffered with heart and lung troubles since coming to us an… Read full post »

I see you there. You can't hide from me. Look away all you like, I'll still be here.

We have to talk. 

I know what you're thinking and it's time to talk about it. You can't keep letting all this hurt pile up. You can't keep crying yourself to sleep, hoping he doesn't notice,… Read full post »

Sometimes 

it’s as if you're trying -

steadily trying -

to push me off a cliff

with these conclusions you leap to.

Backing me slowly,

harrowingly close to the edge

with leaps in belief and assumptions that make no sense,

with words too keen and painful to avoid.… Read full post »

For a moment

I feared I'd lost you.

For a moment

I feared you were gone.

For a moment

time stopped,

holding my heart captive;

I prayed neither would move on -

not without you.

For a moment

I was afraid

this would be the day

I would find… Read full post »

Another lazy afternoon and flipping through the channels I stumbled upon an America's Next Top Model marathon. 

Why do I watch this? (No, really, I'm asking myself.) Why do I watch this stupid show? It has absolutely no redeeming value and yet here I sit watching a bunch of i… Read full post »

This is who I am.

You cannot possess me – not even a small part.

I don’t trust myself to let you in.

Not even now, after all these years;

you could betray me, strip away the protection

I’ve been so careful to weave about my heart.

I have no… Read full post »

I love

who you are to me

right now,

and

who I hope to discover.

I love

what you mean to me

right now,

and

how much more

you mean to me

 each day.

I love

that who you are

is all I want you to be,

all I need… Read full post »

It’s all become too much for me

all this going round and round

Circling the same sharp points

 again and again

 we accomplish nothing

only manage to inflict more pain

It’s all become too much for me

this weariness and distress

In the midst of still more brok… Read full post »

I can’t change this for you

You must to do this for yourself

This is your journey

The path will be difficult

There may be sharp stones to tread, and deep channels to cross

Twists and turns to disorient and confuse you

But this is a path you must travel/… Read full post »

Wrapped in your arms

my head on your chest

your heartbeat

dancing in my ear

the warmth of you still inside of me

the taste of you still on my tongue...

this?

this is my favorite

breakfast in bed.

 
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And so it is

as we knew it would be

in just a matter of time

there’s no point now

in fighting the same small wars

though we both know we always will

just as we always have

it’s much easier to do than

admitting our failures and… Read full post »

He didn’t know she was there.

She could have stepped into the room or tried to let him know she was there for him, but she didn’t.  She stood quietly just outside, watching the nurse take blood from his lax arm and wondered what the doctor was thinking as/… Read full post »

She was alone. 

It was the first time she’d been away from the hospital; she was feeling both guilty for leaving and relieved to be away.  The nurses had told her to go home, get some fresh air, and try to rest.  She had reached the point of/… Read full post »

Long before she reached his hospital room she knew something had changed. When she stepped into his room she felt it.

Although she hoped she was wrong, she was sure it meant he wasn’t coming back.  He’d gone too far, slipped too deeply away to be reached.  There was a… Read full post »

I had the most wonderful memory of you yesterday. It came to me as I was taking the last load of clothes from the dryer.   The scene was so beautiful. I had to stop and replay it in my heart; take it in slowly, let it settle in my soul.

I saw you in your s… Read full post »

Your kisses

 fill my dreams each night

like stars

 falling from the sky.

Each kiss

 a wish

my soul's desire

cast on twinkling seas.

The sacred sighs

 of hopeful hearts

serenade through&… Read full post »

Just as I was 

rediscovering joy,

finally feeling

who I am.

Finally seeing myself.

 Just as I was

finally finding

a part of

my heart

I couldn't reach before,

a part of myself

I didn't know.

Just as I began

to explore

my own inspiration,

to… Read full post »

Can you tell a Fib?  No, not that kind. 

While browsing through a writing magazine I came across an article about a type of poem that I'd never heard of.  The name alone caught my attention.  A Fib is poetry form based on the Fibonacci Sequence. Oh no! Ma… Read full post »

**An answer to berrycomposer's open call "The literary intention of dogs" to use unleashed we barked down the falling stars in an original piece. 
http://open.salon.com/blog/berrycomposer/2009/11/10/the_literary_intention_of_dogs

Thank you Berry, for this challenge. It was great fun. I hope you&… Read full post »

That's me, the little scrawny guy.  I'm trying to hold off the world.  It's bigger and meaner than me and can easily squash me like bug at any moment.  But I'm a determined little so-and-so and I will not give up. 

There are days I wonder why I… Read full post »

Sometimes it's hard

to need so much, to want so much

yet to live with so little

when you know a better love is waiting -

a life dancing with laughter, singing with happiness.

Sometimes it seems impossible

to believe in the rapturous abandon of love

the unexpected life without… Read full post »