Saturday

Saturday and Scooter and Shaggy are steeping themselves in television while I procrastinate and try to create something meaningful. 
Avoiding the JOY of domestic bliss, a.k.a laundry, I have already done yoga and meditated. The projects I am neglecting pop into my head, but it’s the day before Mother’s Day and I feel like I should [...]

Symbols of my yard

Stepping on My Skin

Any woman who has experienced PMS, any child who has been in the back seat with a sibling on a long trip, any man desiring his cave….
Where does it stop
Where does it begin
Who is at fault when you’re stepping on my skin
Endless chatter
An annoying grin
Whistling
Talking
You are stepping on my skin
I choose five
You choose ten
Around and [...]

The Beginning

Nacent efforts to express
Sans perfection, do your best
In the effort to begin
A glimpse within.
Now you’re free to play with words
An open heart, a message heard
A poem seen
And we begin