Honorable Justice,

With such a prestigious name and position we humbly ask you to consider us.  We are the so-called down trodden, low lifers, imprisoned human beings.  We have spent a lifetime gaining the courage that you have, and learned from your very public display, how to speak for ourselves.  It’s with heartfelt thanks that we applaudContinue reading “Honorable Justice,”

A Perfect Morning

Waking up next to the warmth of him stretching and then holding and giving his arms a gentle squeeze. Self-love–stretching and pulling the mind. Then padding out to the kitchen and preparing a simple, yet classic meal of Bruschetta and grapes, laying it out on a charcuterie platter. Next, steeling into the bedroom to rouseContinue reading “A Perfect Morning”

See Saw Serenade

The angel child was given a cross with a mustard seed the father he loved her and not to displease, as she was deprived of the apple of his eye. The angel look did slowly recede with the actions of the hurting read. With oceans of emotions she bound her feet and traveled inside. TheContinue reading “See Saw Serenade”

Dwelling in the mine of my mind and slogging through the slosh of what others and I did do, until with a humbling call to another one who so kind and dear lent her gentle voice and help and led me from the dungeon dark. As I squeezed through the hardened bars of my mindContinue reading

Mouse Tales

Spring cleaning day to get the mouse turds from my mind. Nothing better than to go through the cupboards brimming with gifted food, whisking them clean and scrubbing the surface till it gleams. And from the cupboard onto clean the bed sheets and comforter. So from here on in comforting relocation in the future. (WithContinue reading “Mouse Tales”

Her Name Is Judy

On his way to the convenience store The man stopped To reach deep into his pocket And withdrew the only coin he had Which was a toonie. His thumb rubbed the golden center As he caressed the queen’s face And with a gentle gesture Handed the coin to the seemingly broken girl. With cat’s eyesContinue reading “Her Name Is Judy”

It Matters

The Comrade’s  sweepings of life are  spread like cumulus clouds  guiding ribbons of rivers. That moment’s rest at the house Of the hurting kind–mist. “Enough!”   the woman warbled, So now fledgling, Let’s rest in motion,  padding barefoot, claw foot  down nature’s asphalt unknown  what wafty thoughts  found waving from the shallows may conjure forthContinue reading “It Matters”

To Bed, Shoes

Hanging up the sneaky shoes the ones that were left for me to find and try the good quality. They never were my style two left feet I have. I find they are a good fit for those who gave them. Barefoot, sock foot foot loose and fancy free is now my song. Free inContinue reading “To Bed, Shoes”