Category Archives: Poetry

Train to Hawaii

If there was a train to Hawaii I’d be on it I’d get up and stretch my legs, take a stroll to the dining car for a ginger cookie and a bottle of Lipton tea If there was a train … Continue reading

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Of Eggs and Mad Money

I wrote this poem last May for a contest. Because it had to be unpublished for the contest, I didn’t post it here at the time. I wasn’t a finalist, so now I can do what I want with the … Continue reading

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The Power of My Wound

Healing doesn’t happen all at once. Sexual trauma runs too deep, is much too complex for simple remedies. We have no Star Trek sickbay or magic tricorder to bind up the wounds, erase the battle scars. And would we want … Continue reading

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Wondering Why

Swirling thoughts implode upon each other in a dance I can’t control though I try to refocus emotions that smother radiant heat of sun high in blue sky I wrestle with questions wondering why my life filled with memories of … Continue reading

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Blue Sky Lies

No sunny Southern California blue sky watched over me the day everything changed. I grew up under an honest sun. Shining high in the cerulean sky it brought warmth. But here that celestial orb when it deigned to appear was … Continue reading

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Plenty

Don’t fret tiny hummingbird There’s plenty to go around The flowers all are blooming Still I hear your worried sound You chirp in the cedar tree When a fellow bird comes ’round As if you think there’s not enough Though … Continue reading

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An Interrupted Cry Restored

Mary stared, blinking, at the urine-covered stick—Please, only one line—as two lines appear. She tried to imagine the child in her arms, but the impression wouldn’t jell. When far away an interrupted cry breaks her heart, she sees him clearly. … Continue reading

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