I know my sister’s wicked, have been witness to her acts, but believe me when I say the fault is not her own – You
Category: relationships
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…
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,
Plateaus
The quest for love an uphill climb, the footholds loose and failing Scrapes heal, and hearts yearning begin again, forget the falls, aspire Unconditional love
Snapdragons
Snapdragons transport me back to father’s gardens – the pleasure of pinching delicate flower mouths forbidden as I was, tiny feet banished from tiers of
