I wish for You Grace I wish for You Peace I wish for You Kindness and sympathy Softness, rhythm, warmth I want these things for You Because I seek them for myself And I believe if I can get them For You I can find them For me I wish strong embraces for You To …
A skipping rock Lays waste to hordes On the other side of the world Dashing thousands in Its ripples
There were times when I felt, Arms curled in, pressed to him Breathing in the skin of his chest His arm encircling my shoulders His knee flung lazily over my hip His sweet breath coming slowly, quietly, evenly Swaying the loose tendrils of my hair, That I felt utterly Loved And loved him utterly in …
It winds It comes in and out of focus It’s my belly that truly feels it The curiosity The nausea of impending repercussions I can’t make myself not do it I can’t talk myself out of it I cannot see a reason not to But, oh, the reasons to The feel The sweetness
The mettle of a woman Is forged in fire Hammered by adversity. She rises from the coals A phoenix fused into A juggernaut of strength And grace and accomplishment She raises everyone around her. Her laughter teases and cajoles The best out of the best of the best. I am not her. I flinch and …
And I’m 5 again And the sunlight is too bright And the room is unknown And my father is gone And my brothers are gone But my mother is here But my mother is a stranger But one brother is here But that brother is a stranger But I have my doll But she sleeps …
He struck like a rogue wave On a calm sea Scooping me up Twisting me And turning me Such that I didn’t know which way was up The swirl of our laughter Crowded out any bubbles useful to Follow to the surface I was strewn on the shore Drenched, sputtering and coughing Left to pick …
My dreams are filled With the images Of the naïve I still have the Stubborn imaginings Of a little girl Hope tantalizes The mouth of the idealistic I salivate for the Caressing breezes I’ve never tasted These things aren’t for me And I can’t speak to whom they are for But we stamp our little …
I’m not trying to Alienate you His voice Singes with Animosity Absent its usual playfulness The rise of his eyebrows Challenges Instead of inquires His liquid brown eyes still lull Even now Swaying me back and forth Like the Gentle Summer swell But the set of his perfect mouth is Hard as marble Miles away …