May 11 2011

on building character

i have dents
and bruises
patches of rust
worn spots
leaking wisdom

each one acquired
through trial
and tribulation
and this weather
that offers
no mercy

most days
i would not trade it
but every so often i recall
an unblemished version
all new and shiny
whole and innocent

just for a moment
when the wind
passes through me
i whisper a tune
that echoes

but then
i slip myself back
into this comfortable
broken-in skin
and try hard
not to smile

as she
stands there
all shy and quiet
absolutely alone
knocking softly
at time’s
back door



this post is part of one shot poetry wednesday, for more, click here.

May 9 2011

letting go

Tell me a story, sing me a song, whisper a secret, one of those ten you keep close to your heart. I promise not to tell, or raise my eyebrows, or even grin, I will just listen, absorb, resound.

It will be dark, and quiet, the only sound shall be your voice, your emotion, the deep resonating timbre of your voice, and this moment we are in, each breath we take, the sharp focus we once thought to be clarity.

Dance out your glory, raw and clumsy. Stumble and fall and laugh at the sky, that blanket you cannot escape, that blue eyed star-filled cosmic joke that holds every word you’ve ever spoken.

Hold your silence if it pleases you, but do not be afraid, this earth holds the tears of eternity, yours and hers, his and mine, every mother’s. Drown your sorrow in the ocean, hold a raindrop on
your tongue, let it wash you, clean you, clear you, absolve you.

Stand there whole and wet and cracked wide open.

Stand there.


May 7 2011

lessons i’ve learned from
{my mom} about life

dance whenever the mood strikes you.

giving is the best thing there is.

take pride in the things you accomplish.

always wear your best underwear
when you go out in public, just in case.

hugs are free and also invaluable.

be good to your neighbors.

ironing is good for your soul.

you’re never too old
to learn something new.

it’s okay to be a crazy cat lady.

hard work never hurt anybody.

remembering your roots will help you grow.

once you become an adult, it’s okay, and
even a good idea, to talk to strangers.

make time for the people you love.

stand up for what you believe in.

music is a necessity.

and, of course,
never run with scissors.


thanks, mom

May 5 2011



petal dance

skirt blossom

bare shouldered



flower song

fragrant muse

silhouette of



whisper breeze


masquerade in

wing tips


listen still

touch gently

curve and spine




this post is part of one shot poetry wednesday, for more, click here.

May 3 2011

shades of grey


Today I am over at Vision & Verb

trying to find my way in this crazy black and white world.

And wondering if I’m the only one…


May 1 2011

an accidental photo

that felt like

the perfect snapshot

of my