The Eyes Have It
My little boy is my world. Everything he does makes me either laugh, smile or ponder the beauty few the world. He has smiling eyes as he is a happy go lucky seven year old. Can I hope that he will always be that way? […]
Where is home toto?
Where we love is home – home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts. Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. First off, I need to vent that I do not have a dog. Thus, Toto, in this piece, is completely metaphorical. Lack of dog aside, I’m feeling […]
A growing boy and his hats
Hats, Hats I have never liked to wear hats. I don’t feel like they fit me right. I feel dorky in hats and I feel huge in hats. It’s weird, I know. the only hats I ever liked have been Easter bonnets, floppy beach hats and hip busboy […]
When I am gone what will you keep?
When I am gone what will you keep? Will it be my golden heels? Perhaps my knick knacks from when you were five? Will you remember me day in and day out? Quiet When its quiet will you see my face? Quiet Will you say my name? I’m […]
Forever more we are intertwined: Waves Foaming in Half Moon Bay
Forever more we are intertwined: Waves Foaming in Half Moon Bay Waves rise Waves flow Waves foam Waves retreat But the waves don’t erase your footprints You are forever imprinted in my heart, brain and soul Waves rise Waves flow Waves foam Waves retreat But the waves don’t […]
Gathering the pieces of you
Broken mirrors you feared Supposed seven years of bad luck Born with shards for a life path No escaping the mirrored fate Despite the shards, you lived Despite the shards, you gave Broken mirrors, fractured self Saw a monster watching in the dark didn’t run but didn’t stare […]
stripped my pride
He closed his eyes and sighed Powerless to change the course I clicked my heels but didn’t disappear He went off instead into the netherworld I cried Stripped my pride There was no stride He was gentle and small The fuzziest cheese curd Nothing but love Why […]
He is all but a whim
He is everywhere Every room carries his spirit Blindly reaching through the air Fingering his signature There was life before him It existed but not readily remembered He is everything And I nothing, without him With him, there is no despair His love, a runny spigot Feel the […]
My little boy , the mayor, inspires me everyday
My little boy inspires me everyday Inspiration can come from mentors, from parents and from philanthropists, to name a few. My daily inspiration comes from my six year old son. He is silly, goofy and sweet. He is super sweet, sickly sweet, despite the fact that I stopped […]
Your ghost of a scent
Your ghost of a scent The cupboard remains bare But your scent is soaked into its wall Throw the doors open and out you come Befuddled, I was struck What are you trying to tell me? I filled the cupboard with timid care For this scent is clearly […]
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