Tag: poetry

  • A poem, some snakes, and stuff for sale
  • Saturday at the Library
  • Out of nowhere and no-time
  • Falling in Autumn

    Falling in Autumn

    Lately I feel as if I have been metaphorically falling in all kinds of ways. I fell into life on the North Fork of Long Island. I’ve been working at Stony Brook (and hating the commute). I’ve been both marveling at how some things have come together quite nicely, while others are still needing to…

  • A Waking Dream

    A Waking Dream

    A woman walks into a gallery With butterflies in her stomach. She wanted to see the art And also make a connection – Hoping this might be a place Where her art might be shown. A woman walks into a gallery And meets the gallery owner – Who is very friendly and open. And tomorrow…

  • Bardic dreams

    Bardic dreams

    I am very slowly feeling like I am getting back into the groove of being an artist librarian mother teacher. Moving was a lot easier when I was younger. I wrote this poem on Sunday: Now that I’m here And I’ve been here awhile, I’m sitting exhausted Trying to dredge up a smile. There’s beauty…

  • Poetry is Life

    Poetry is Life

    I’m feeling much better now.And this was not on the listSo I have to be quick.After suffering throughMy most difficult Mother’s Day yetI’m finally coming to understandIn my middle ageThat my adoptionIs essentialTo my core being.It will always be a painful subjectBut I could not be the personI am todayIf it had not occurred.I have…

  • Otherworld Connections

    Otherworld Connections

    You ought to write a bookMy friend tells meAs I fill her in on just one thingHappening in my life right now.She’s not the first personTo tell me this recently.And I’ve thought about itBut honestly have no ideaWhere to startAnd I want to start experimenting More with video anyway.Poetry is enough for now.I told her…

  • Value in Letting Go

    Value in Letting Go

    Losing that quartz crystalAt LGA securityBummed me outAt first.I’ve had that rockA long time.I found it on the shoreOf Lake CushmanWhile working that Crappy job.It was outdoorsAnd team basedSo it shouldn’t have been that bad…But it sucked.And I found this crystal And that was cool.And I’ve mostly had it on meSince then.I’ve had that rockFor…

  • Thank You, Breath

    Thank You, Breath

    Self love is whatCame up for meThis sessionTrust myself.Don’t listen to the naysayers.Listen to my heart.I can heal meI am worthy Of my own loveThe systems designedBy modern humansHave done me A world of harm.I can undo itAnd heal myself.I can shine brightlyFrom withinLoveAnd trustMyself.