Poem on Grief
If you or someone you know lost a loved one, or you are looking for a reading for a funeral or memorial service, I’ve written this poem on grief and…
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When We Decide
When we decide we don’t need to sound smart or even wise, that we don’t care about leaving our mark or even footprints behind, when we let go of all…
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Joy Bank: A Poem
They think I’ve lost my sense of adventure as I shy away from ice cold plunges, one toe touching the lapping waves Tentatively. They pity me as I say, “Go…
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Silently Together: A Poem For You
Intake and outtake In breath and out breath Drawing in Letting go Life is like this, I think. When we forget to do one without the other It’s like a…
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I Suspect He Knew: A Poem
One thing I think is a shame is that he didn’t know me as a poet. For if he had, we could have had a chat about the index cards…
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Eggs For My Daughter: A Poem for You
I never knew how important it was to have my words received. This is what I am thinking about as I separate eggs. Two halves of the shell, cups in…
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May I, Please? A Poem
May I, please, have a moment? Just a second before you interrupt? To capture this fragment whisping away in my psyche Just there, past my thoughts on how to walk…
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I’ve Decided Today: A Poem
I’ve decided today that I am walking forward toward my dreams because to not would be close to suicide Not in bodily form, but death to the greatest part of…
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Friends: A Poem for You
There have been friends who crossed my path as quickly as I theirs And yet their footprints are those I walk in when lost. Their backs are those I lean…
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Life as Art: A Poem For You
When will we stop looking at writers and artists and musicians as different? Do we really need genuis to know how important it is to pile blocks? Tend a garden…
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Stealing in the Night: A Poem For You
If I didn’t know any better I would think they were trying to get away with something Stealing in the night Hiding. Isn’t that what we all do? When we…
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Plums and Apricots: A Poem For You
Plums and apricots Juice overflowing Dripping down my hand Abundance wasted So hard to keep up With the overflow of Harvests.
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