Category: grief
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Blue bloom
it does not take a bouquet to see beauty in a blue bloom open your eyes before you crush it under foot 8-11-25
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Tired of waiting
tired of waiting for light to reveal truths written with invisible ink I put on a blindfold and lie down for a nap 8-10-25
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Feels
to get out of your head you go out you get in your feels and leave early sadness is contagious why infect others? 8-9-25
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haiku of the leaf
caught in the moment between release from the twig and tumbling to ground 8-8-25
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the crunch of haiku litter
in heat of summer last year’s harvest of brown leaves call remember me 7-25-25
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Waiting
beyond the door of our house I sit in the shade on my right a small table, a bottle of water, a notebook, a book of poetry, a book of prayers bright green moss cushions my feet birds call from the woods the Tourettes hum of distant traffic palms turned skyward I’m waiting for healing…
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Frontlines
Some nights, I’m hunkered down in the bottom of a muddy trench facing an enemy I cannot see. My finger on the trigger firing at no one, everyone, anyone just trying to survive. 7-15-25
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Rhapsody in grief
songs of light strung across the sky fire reflected in the sea heartbeat drones on and on and on memories steeped in joy and pain no rules, no rhyme, no syncopated time rhapsody in blue and black grief played in mystic time songs of light strung across the sky 7-14-25
My husband's poetry 