Have you seen her – the child we lost, the one who lost herself? born to a sister breasts not yet ripe for motherhood’s call
Category: Family
Preposterous Business of Balance
I have tried to be pragmatic, to adopt a religious perspective, even found potential in support, driven myself to make peace be a model for
A Wedding Blessing
(I penned the following poem on the occasion of my son and daughter-in law’s recent wedding celebration. To read more about the ceremony, visit :
Teach Her Well
(Poem inspired by previous post: Choosing Self Love ) A locked door a screaming sister a mother in despair a child rejected, scorned, neglected blames
Thwarted
Have been unearthing the boxes of my subconscious, clearing ill- cast tales, intent on an end goal – restitution at very least, but my sister,
Alcohol’s Child
Funny, this present impulsivity – am alone, overweight, a dreamer self-propelled, looking for a friend who doesn’t see me as last resort not exactly beside
