Sometimes you need to pour the coffee and close the door. I already hear the distractions calling: you need birdseed! you bought soup makings! you said you were going to make and freeze lasagna! The end of april drawing near … Continue reading →
…are you waiting to get in, now?
I lifted the quilt and under she went
curling round until her nose pointed out… Continue reading →
…I remember you are gone and good
so my bowl and mug, so starts my day… Continue reading →
…afraid to lose myself in this my work
which only wants all of me or nothing… Continue reading →
Shall I write about trees again?
Another round of people loved and lost?
Should there be a line about that time we
kissed and wept and hated and wept… Continue reading →
It is hard to fight an enemy who has outposts in your head.
