It’s what birds do.
Category Archives: Poem
Something’s Off
Why do I cringe when you look at me? I admit I don’t know you well, But you have never given me reason to distrust you. Yet, there is something about you. My skin crawls even as you speak words of kindness. I impulsively step just out of reach when you come near. There isContinue reading “Something’s Off”
Slithering
A pretty good day for a snake.
Some Space, Please
Sometimes you need some space to breathe, but not too much time alone.
Look To The Sky
There is peace and beauty in the sky. Just look up!
The Birdwatcher
I am reposting this poem in memory of my mother, who recently passed away after an almost two year battle with lymphoma. This is the first poem posted to my website. I wrote “The Birdwatcher” for and about my mom (an avid birder), as she began to lose strength and vigor in her fight against cancer.
Don’t Ask Me
What do you do when your friends call on you?
Maybe You Just Can’t
There are times when you just can’t.
A Seed
A seed is a most unpredictable thing; dead or dormant or ready to spring. Yet no good seed will fully sprout in a toxic environment, inside or out.
In The Shadows
I look into the shadows And expect there to emerge a form; Something solid and substantial, But there is only blackness. A fleeting glimpse from the corner of my eye; I quickly turn my head, To catch the presence I know is there, But all I see is empty space. Lying in bed in quietContinue reading “In The Shadows”
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