Category Archives: Poems

Spring Heat


Soupy thick air in a
day that is not yet summer
Ants already marching
two by two down my bathroom wall



Mother’s Day cards scare me

a little, when they proclaim

that I’m the

most marvelous mom ever,

that I might not be able

to live up to that



Bombs from suiciders

tearing at my heart she said; 

not sure what compartment

to place this in anymore, as now,

it’s just a Monday you see.



The Snowing

amsterdam--aSmack dab in the mid

of winter the snowing has

begun. No pumping

the breaks now on this feathery

white tundry blanket.


Dry Leaves


Twisty trembly crinkly
leaves hanging on for dear life
You’ll all be gone soon

When I..

Streak of fire wish
I may. Steals my breath away.
Detains hope at bay.


Melody of Life

Seeing old friends you

Chime in concert like melodies and

It feels like home

music notes


I’ll For My Children ~ Poetry Challenge 2015

'Mother and Child Reading,' Mary Cassett

‘Mother and Child Reading,’ Mary Cassett

I’ll not be perfect

I’ll make mistakes

I’ll tell you the truth

I’ll always love you, my children

I’ll always be human

I’ll try to recognize my faults and improve

I’ll try to be true to myself

I’ll try to do what I know best

I’ll try to give you better

I’ll try to find balance

I’ll always comfort you

I’ll lose it

I’ll hug you when you’re sad

I’ll protect you

I’ll let you down sometimes

I’ll be your hero at least once

I’ll learn as I go

I’ll try to teach you what I know

I’ll get frustrated

I’ll forgive you

I’ll let you mess up and then we’ll talk about the right way

I’ll lose my way

I’ll make sure we figure it out together

I’ll let you figure out what’s right for you

I’ll let you get away with things

I’ll make you hate me sometimes for your own good

I’ll always be your Mom first

*This poem is part of my 2015 Poetry Prompt Challenge, if you want to play along, join in, do the prompts and I’ll post your link on my blog. Today’s prompt is “Write a Poem that begins with a proclamation.” I decided to take it to the next level and make all the lines a proclamation.



Subtle fleeting patterned footpath zigging and zagging downward driveway.

This way and that- leading to angels that lay scattered behind gleaming forts and balls of white.

Red-nosed glee, icy wrists, layers of disseminate warmth.

Forever treasured will these patterns be.

Snow angel pattern in snow, close-up

*This poem is part of my 2015 poetry prompt challenge– today’s prompt was “use the word ‘pattern’ in the first and last lines of the poem.” *Let me know if you want to take part in the challenge and I will link your poem at the bottom

Early Darkness, Inside Glow


Early darkness

inside glow.

By the tree, children glisten and hum.

Things to be done, left as they are

Suppose they’ll be there tomorrow.

Wrapped in fleece and swaddled in comfies, the chitter and the chatter is what keeps us warm.

Ornaments hung and hot cocoa enjoyed.

Trying to forget about the bustle and things yet to be.

They’re not going to be this young forever they say.

Excitement, anticipation, joy and love.

A little bit of whining, cause let’s really be honest.

We wouldn’t imagine it any other way.

Tidings are good, and that’s what we treasure.

Togetherness, cuddles and uncertain anticipation.

Popcorn and snippets, advent and snowflakes.

Late December nights, oh you – we do cherish.