Adult Child

So my luck – father’s favourite child, me, no boy for him… he drinks – thousand morning scold – knows I respect, make peace and, you’d think protect them star – wishing god was there, us together, working it. (Friday is Magnet Poetry online.)

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Cryptic

Is the writing on the wall so cryptic – graphic images depicting rage, flames of dissonance, young men bleeding at their own hands compassion incapacitated. A sad awakening for a society fixated on rights and privileges, dominating culture to the exclusion of nurturing humanity, preserving lives. How can we continue to closet our children’s pain […]

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Responsibility

We are guardians, caregivers charged with ensuring a future innocence cradled in our arms, hope, like an infant, trusting our choices, embracing our decisions; let us fill our hearts with promise set our minds to forging a path worthy of the lives, not yet weaned, that follow.

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Compulsive

Malls possess a certain allure – contentment-in-a-bag offerings, an opportunity to escape reality, except gossip travels in crowds and I tend to shop for obligations, will latch myself onto any drama and take ownership  – it’s small town training:  I am a passenger on the responsibility rail – would kill my own mother to gain […]

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This Big Old House

Bought myself a big, old house with a myriad of rooms; needed it to accommodate all those I wanted to please – it’s what I do. Learned it living in a house full of children – adults that were children – do it to compensate for never having been a child. Raised my own family, […]

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Choosing Self Love

The day was sickly hot, and my allergies were bugging me.  I just wanted to hunker down in the corner of my room and lose myself in a good book, but when I tried the back door, it was locked.  I knocked.  No response.  I knocked harder and longer. The door swung open angrily, and […]

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