A simple shoebox, repurposed with plastered images of dreams – paper affirmations of aspirations – shelved and forgotten, its contents snapshots, faded and torn, remnants
Category: life
A Bee’s Perspective
A bee, caught in a violent draught, collides with woman her body a salty concrete wall of frenzy, she is rigid, obsessed, unspoken rage emanating
Tribulations
Originally posted on One Woman's Quest II:
Preoccupation with my own woes blinded me to my husband’s suffering, which culminated in a heart attack…
On Snakes in Drawers
Moving on – it’s top priority, sorting through the collected, the unused, the forgotten – ready to let it all go, but… there’s a snake
Life Chapters
Today’s NaPoWriMo challenge is to write a poem of lists, based on fictitious names. Â I always thought I could write a memoir, with each chapter
A Poem in Three Voices
Page three! Father would say whenever she opened mouth to speak – inevitable tale waiting I just want you to hear me, I remember feeling,
