There are some wonderful things about getting up at the crack of dawn. Especially in the craziness of the world today, those early hours can be a welcome respite, and surprisingly peaceful.
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New poem, “Waking”
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New poem, “To Answer”
Thinking about the relief of finally realizing awhile ago that I’m the only one who can truly ever condemn or save myself.
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New poem, “Clean Slate”
Exploring the feeling I often have whenever a storm seems imminent, that after it’s over, anything is or will be possible.
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New poem, “Made Whole”
Exploring how differently things can look to each of us – big issues or small ones – depending on what side you’re on, or where you stand.
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New poem, “Night Sounds”
A small greeting for this first day of May, one of my favorite months, a time when everything in nature really starts to come alive.
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New poem, “Treasure”
A small tribute for Earth Day today...
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New poem, “The Last Cord”
My farmhouse is sold and gone this past week, so this poem emerged...
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New poem, “Cruel Release”
Sometimes these days I have moments where I can’t, and don’t want to, feel anything anymore. Whether fear, concern, or sadness, it seems too much. As a nurse I feel it doubly at those times, …
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New poem, “Small Glories”
Here is a brief, bright poem for the spring equinox. Nature reminds me daily that it moves through its own rhythms regardless of human beings, and though that makes me feel very small sometimes, it …
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New poem, “Seesaw”
Thinking about what growing up with a difficult relationship with my father taught me about dealing with uncertainty and learning self-reliance, and with an understanding that fear and trust issues were set to seed, as …
