After the Silence

141 days tiptoed past my shuttered window undetected their spun cotton gait a mirror of my reticence   When darkness pressed, worry devoured my muse relentless words withered off each fingertip, scattered petals   3,384 silent hours slid, sleek and stealthy unrecorded formless and void without frame of language   When the churning tides of… Continue reading After the Silence

There Was a Day

Because all the #MeToo’s has me wanting to remind women, you can tell your story and it can be healing. There was a day A day she began To crave the destruction Of hands raised in fury Of jagged edged words Of nostrils flaring over thin lips   There was a day A day she decided To… Continue reading There Was a Day

Sleep Deprivation Poem

It was ‘most eleven when, I retired the caps of teacher and mother Climbed into bed next to my husband, who only sighed, and Rewarded myself with another night’s sleep The dog howled at midnight, insisting upon a trip outside Some child was up, ushering in the witching hour, When she emerged a conversation, then… Continue reading Sleep Deprivation Poem

Villains

In creative writing class Professor Herring stressed villains must be nuanced if they are to be accepted believed embraced by the discerning reader   No one is pure evil even Hitler loved a kitten once   And I thought of my villains David- Clubber of baby seals and other fat things. Mike- Whiskey fueled cruelty… Continue reading Villains