Poetry, motherhood and beyond.
If we could change one thing We wouldn't change a thing This winding, thorny, snaking path led us home, and here. I'm here, it whispers Feel me, stroke me, see me There's nothing I won't be for you You're the master, the commander and I shape-shift to your will. Be the change Feel the love... Continue Reading →
Beak aloft in preparation for ascension // Soon, I'll be soaring high above the vastness // Wait. // There they are // Masses of them // Eyes downcast, as if frightened // Gullible - trapped, perhaps - in their ways. // The vastness is to them unknown.
Yellow, she lay False teeth, out Cheeks, sunken and pale Awaiting the hour That must come. Fears? She had none. Regrets? Perhaps a few. Concerns? There were many. Help him make sauce, she asked. He knows many things Can learn the rest But this, he will miss. He kept her photograph Black and white, warm... Continue Reading →
I know the day will come // I know, and I fear it // I fear waking up knowing // that now, I walk alone.// How shall I live, then?
I dream my stories. They are not mine. Stories make up the reward for me paying attention. I know that deep down, beyond the layers, no story is mine to keep. They are mine to share, so that they might be yours.
On Mama's Mind 