It may have seemed as if we were accepting but we were just biding time. // Nesting, sucking in energy, drawing breath. preparing for the moment when we would fly.
Biding Time
For A Little While
For a little while, I was their mother // and they reached for me in the night // let me smell the scent of sleep on their skin // and allowed for countless kisses in the morning. // But they were never mine to keep.
Wonder
I have always wondered why we take up so much space.// Why we see the world as ours and not one to share.// I have always wondered at our assured ability to distinguish weed from flowers.// What right have we to dominate?
Freedom
She’s the first breath you suck in after you’ve been under for a while //The silence of the morning you’ve been waiting for //Alone, at dawn, with nothing but the vast and still blueness //And your movement, melting into the rippled surface.
Queen of Life
When dusk comes // and it is time to bow out // all that ever mattered // is weighed up // (not in words). // She who conquered fear was a master in her own right.
Childhood
Childhood. // An eternity of slowing down // of peering, stopping, noticing the smallness // making sense of vastness // creating universes // and picking them apart.
Reality, Incarcerated.
You were never meant to linger here, Natalie, do somersaults in my belly // chill my bloodstream // mess with my brain.// My first published short story, 'Natalie', plays with the concept of reality.
Fall
As the November sun climbs higher // Soon to disappear out of view // I feel it // in every fiber of my being //Fall is not farewell. It is a quiet celebration// A subtle defiance// A rebellion of sorts// A dance of life.
The Big Questions
Why am I here? Is the universe kind? Is there a future for humanity? Is there a God? What is the story of my life?
Courage
If I can have just a glimpse // of what fuels this valley // It's what I came for // What I call out for // What echos back // What I miss most // When it's lost in the woods.
On Mama's Mind 