The 7 Noble Pursuits

What to chase. What to become. The elements of a life well lived.

Why I Hate to Talk About What I Do

Even though I love my job

The Man Who Taught Me to Let Go

And found my G spot along the way.

Confessions of a Ghoster

I hate ghosting. Here’s why I still do it.

Why We Never Truly Know Our Partner

A few months ago, Ed and I sat on the back patio of our winter home in Tucson, Arizona, watching…

The hole in my chest

Poetry Sunday

Ethel of the Monahans Sand Dunes

A eulogy for a lost generation of west Texas relatives

In my arms

I hope that here you 
can find 
refuge from
the big,
bad, scary
monsters under your
skin.

Don’t Wake Me Up

Have you ever had a dream, so perfect, so lucid, even better than the best movie you…

Freckles and Scars From Secret Summer Affairs

I didn’t tell you his name
even when I said it was over.
Didn’t dare whisper…

Collateral Damage: On Love and War

POETRY SUNDAY: I run into a wall of words. How can I explain to you…

Where God Was Too Weary To Stay A God

They failed to see that

When I Was Away

I sent you photographs

Forever Yours

“I touch you knowing we weren’t born tomorrow,
and somehow, each of us will help the other live,
and somewhere, each of us must help…

Wells-Next-the-Sea

Poetry Sunday

Wells-next-the-Sea

Two faces of Love

Poetry Sunday

As we walk in fields of gold,

Africa Interior

A poem about growing up in a small village in Africa

Her Heart in Bloom

Poetry Sunday

The Magic of Not Knowing

Those moments…the magic of longing

Darkness and sorrows

I can feel the stale heaviness Of unspoken sorrows hovering
In the dead inky…

A Single Spark

Poetry Sunday

You may be a single spark
But you can start a conflagration.
When everything is…

“Friends”

A Haiku

between us a sea 
of love and longings untold
pillow in the way

Heartbeats Shining Down

The summer I learned to slow down.

Desert of the Heart

My heart is parched
Plagued by an unquenchable thirst
And desire that burns
Alone.

Love Without

Love at the crossroads…

Two lovers story

Rain

I love rain

For dancing in

Inconvenient Ambiance

Poetry Sunday. Inconvenient ambiance,  ever since you gave me the silent…

Our Favorite Love Song

Is Not One Anyone Else Knows…Yet

End of Time

Sunday Poetry

A Poem