A Form Of Reality, The Good People


A life we live we always are trying to make right and find a beat. Yet many a time it’s cut short and ripped righr from bwneath our feet Even the best of the best, and the best we can be gets torn up and taken away How do we fight our lives when theyContinue reading “A Form Of Reality, The Good People”


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Five years ago, in the first winter of our relationship, I knit my lover a pair of mittens. They were perfect. I bought the wool, hand-spun, from a vendor at our Farmer’s Market on Broadway in New York City. It was a blustery October day, and I bought more of that…

Mistletoe Kisses


Hanging small and silent hidden within the framework of a door or mantle A holiday tradition never passed a moment on Hiding usually unnoticed and snuck away in the corner to surprise someone when they’d least expect it A favorite durong the christmas season I must say not a tradition I have gotten to haveContinue reading “Mistletoe Kisses”

My Tiny Little Girl – My Angel


You’d give your life for this child you bore Yet right now you cant do much more. Not knowing this disease hand in hand Not even an understanding of what is still to come How do I even face something of the unknown hidden in disguise There is not even one thing I could evenContinue reading “My Tiny Little Girl – My Angel”