I Hope You Can Forgive Me

We haven’t always gotten along
you doughy Christmas bun
just waiting for exuberant hands to hold you
me the…

Breadwinner

We sit in silence on the porch swing, watching the sunset.
He thought his money could fix all by clearing some debt.
He assumed, without…

The Slow Ease of a Rainy Day.

the slow ease
of a rainy day
seeps in like a beautifully sad song.
i coil back inside my bones
and stay for…

Rewind

Poetry

whiling away the hours
as if time were standing still
giving yourself permission to wade
in deep waters
by the…

Observations of a Tidal Pool

Are our lives governed by the tides?

POETRY

The Whistling Man

In A Mind Of His Own