Category: poetry

What do I feel?

What do I feel? Can a birdie tap me on my shoulder, whisper in my ear and tell me? What do I feel? Can a fly on the wall break through, buzz my ear and tell me? What do I feel? Can a puppy wake from slumber, kiss […]

changes in vulnerabilities

The little hand vulnerable from birth Gets less and less so The big hand supportive from birth becomes more and more vulnerable Time doesn’t stop Yet we live in time loops Circling back over and over Catching our breath before its gone Trying to fill the sullen dearth […]