My Mother’s Hands

My mother’s hands are bumpy. They are a sort of taupe color. She wears a chunky blue ring. She wears a sapphire wedding ring. Because she lost her diamond nearly a decade ago. My mother’s hands show some age, tell some stories. They are not perfect. Neither is she. Her pinky on her left hand…

Degrees of Sadness

Sadness is like humidity It’s like the wet hot Florida heat that fogs your sunglasses and gets trapped in your throat The warmth makes it hard to breath The temperature is palpable And sometimes your heart just hurts Depression can be sticky Like sap on your hands Disrupting every touch So that your fingers cloyingly…

Welcoming My Precious Intruder

Pregnancy is a strange sicknessWith a promised finale of utter pain followed by overwhelming joyBut for many months that growing fetus infects youThis living wondrous thing takes residence in a bodyVery unfamiliar with foreign, living occupantsThe host can have moments of being rather perturbedBy the intensity with whichThis seed takes root and ripples through the…

Us

We will be three Three we will be Five with the pups, Michael, baby and me

I digress

I took your name off the listand it toppled a thousand tablesBook strewn and predictable You were a mighty treeBlowing the daffodil and cattail wind my way You, that apparitionMe, that curly haired voyeur You couldn’t handle complicatedYou eradicated A forest of affectionGrown only on the nurturingOf imagination and a few chance meeting You silly…

Waiting For the New Normal

We’re all waiting, in different ways, for this “new normal” to kick in
Sometimes with yoga and art, other days with weed and gin.

What is an everyday poet? Part I

Everyday life deserves description, and putting artful words together to share your experience with others can make you a poet. I chose the name everyday poet for this site because of my belief that everyone has the potential to be an everyday poet. It’s doesn’t matter how ordinary your life is or how little you…

NPR 2020 New Year's Resolution Challenge

14 Days into 2020 and I am trying not to bemoan the lack of progress on paying back my gross student loan. My plan to walk a mile every day has gone to blah because I can’t get over this bronchitis cough For two weeks I have not yet changed my diet to veggies and…

#MeToo

Would you name a man could you Would you damn a human should you Would you save a life could you Would buy a verb should you Theft. Assault. Neglect. Abuse. Judgement. Would you defend a right should you Could you save a life would you Why they take the lives would they When they…

TPC & Perf Ponte Vedra Weather

The TPC has kicked off and you better hope you have a plan to park and get to the quickest most glam tent ever. Reading about this event kinda makes me miss my web.com days, when I wrote copy for some of the players websites. Get a glimpse of a day in the life of…