June has come, and I hear the sparrow. A woman tells me Her husband says, “I didn’t know the stress you were under ‘til you left that place. When you came to a better place, I got you back.” I rush home in my van to tell you the good news. There is hope, I… Continue reading Hear the Sparrow
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A Better Place, a poem
"Get up and smile," someone says. "You're going to a better place." They say it like "All dogs go to heaven." Your best pet went to live on a farm upstate. The battles are over, The fires put out, Some think I'm crazy to compare a house of learning to the place where militia hide… Continue reading A Better Place, a poem
They Say I Lost my Hope, a poem
There is a rumor going 'round that I lost my hope. Some say I sold out my hope when I dressed in black, but I put on a dress-- a soldier's unwrinkled uniform. It's pressed and ready. It might get torn, covered in mud, and my face reflects a reaction no one's nightmare wants to… Continue reading They Say I Lost my Hope, a poem
Shifting Focus
I won't always have a lot of time to write, not like when I was in college the first time. It's spring break. Much to my family's terror, the long buried artist has returned to make the claim on time and writing. For so many years, I've pushed down my first love, writing, so… Continue reading Shifting Focus
Some Memories and Prose Poetry
I am still here. It is a miracle. I have not had the time to submit writing for publishing as I did during graduate school and before my daughter was born. Even in graduate school, I had to squeeze in the writing and editing time. My writing tends to focus on doing the writing and… Continue reading Some Memories and Prose Poetry
Corrie's Season 