Sunday, May 31, 2015


hold me
I need you
inside me
there is pain
but also love
and passion
and you too

Sunday, May 3, 2015

A little more

Woke up crying at 5am
seems even in sleep
I feel the pain
the strain and drain
of being alone
raising a child
worked to the bone
nothing to show for the long hours
the many tears flowing
the years blown
and the bills just keep growing
I do it all for him
yet who really wins
when I spend less time at home
and when I am, still gone
exhausted, depleted, worn
nothing left to give
the one I love
and live for.

No woman is an island.
No child should be either.
It takes a village they say,
But I would gladly settle
for even a little more.


Sivasana at sunrise
under clear blue skies
apple blossoms overhead
tickle the nose in fragrant lies
An avian chorus overtakes
the growling aviation makes
nature rules this renewed hour
before the beastly men awake