Such is the Bond


There we were
Standing on
Grandma’s front porch
Me and Mom
All her sisters
Even Grandma
Was there talking
And smiling
Strange how young
She looked
I should have been
A child-And yet,
There I stood
Seeing them all
Thru grown-up eyes
A gift all its own
As one sister drove away
We all waved thru smiles
And tears, uncertain
When she would return
Such is the bond of
Mothers, daughters, sisters
Pouring love and strength
Thru laughter and tears
Over each new generation
Of mothers, daughters, sisters
I awoke in a sea of emotions
Thankful for the strong women in my past
Thankful for vivid dreams invaded by
memories

Washed Away

I haven’t heard rain like that in a long time
Rain preceded only by strong winds-
No sprinkles
No light showers
A horizontal wall of water
Falling with a thunderous Woosh!
So loud and powerful
It would surely wash me away-
But I’m still here
Lying still-listening
As it pours harder and harder
Grows louder and louder
And I begin to wonder
If it will ever stop-
Not in a sense of despair
Instead, wondering how long
It will take to wash away
The mounting layers
Of arrogance and hate
So eyes and hearts will
Once again, be open to the truth
Of loving our neighbors as ourselves

Moving Day

It brings a different
Kind of Energy-
Up early
Focused
Get moving
Lots to do-
Boxes packed
Furniture loaded
A flurry of motion-
Until feet pause
Allowing hearts to
Say their goodbyes before
Heading toward hellos-
Another beautiful instance
Where joy and grief
Grasp hands and
Feet, once again,
Take the next step

Our family has experienced many moves of varying distances for many different reasons. Most recently, our son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter moved back to Oklahoma from Texas. We are excited to have them close by!

Today, we moved my mother-in-law from her home of forty years to a retirement community. The memories of five generations live in those walls and our hearts. Representatives from four of those generations were present today.

Many hands most definitely make for lighter work.

Sunshine, family, and love put into action. ā¤ļø

Visitor

A thin layer of ice
Covered the ground
A few inches of snow
Covered the ice –
Below-freezing temperatures
Caused a full-stop –
Sitting quietly inside
Wrapped in a soft blanket
Purring cat on my lap
I did nothing productive –
Only sat – watching
As the birds hopped
From trees to feeders
To snow-covered ground
Then back into the trees-
Except for this one crimson cardinal-
He perched on the feeder
A little bit longer-
I’d like to think
It was just for me

Melting

In celebration of melted ice and snow
Deer pranced and played
In the damp grass
On the hillside
Circling a now-barren tree
That provides shade on warmer days-
Their joy, almost palpable,
Spread to the cars passing by-
Following days of teeth-chattering cold
They were a welcomed sight-
As I continued driving
Sunlight soaked through my skin
Warming all the way to the bone
Melting not only the ice
And snow outside, but also
The frost that had attempted
To wrap itself around my heart

Book Release Day!

I’m so excited to share with you my newest poetry collection!

When the Glass Breaks is a collection of poems navigating life, death, love, hate, joy, and grief. Each poem reflects a personal or observed experience. My hope in writing is always for honest connection. I hope you will check it out!

A huge thank you to Raw Earth Ink for making this project a reality!

Available at:

Amazon

Barnes and Noble

Still Waiting

Early to bed
Awake at midnight
Is it snowing yet?
Sleepy feet wander
A drink of water
Back to bed
A few more winks
Awake again-another
Curious glance outside –
Still no snow-
Not a restless child sent back to bed
No, the magic of childlike anticipation
Finding its way into this heart –
Years removed from childhood
Yet, staring into the night
Waiting-feeling the joy
Carried by the snowfall
Long before it arrives

A Calling


The voice in my head screams
As the one in my heart sobs
A flood of questions
Fills the gulf in between-
Unable to understand
Darkness capable of
Instantly turning
One heart against another
With no consideration of
The humanity within us all
Instead, focused on labels
Created, then vilified by men-
My head barely remains above
This continuous current of Information-
My heart aches for a sign of hope-
Sunlight after a storm
Twinkling star in the night sky
Laughter of a child-
The beginnings of truth
A calling for peace