a daughter’s tale

mom as dancer


For all that has been when

are hearts beat in the same body

In the separate togetherness

before your hard push for me to

feel my own Light

My first brightness was

of you.


My breath was a gasp

A scream for the cruel

sword that cut me from you

In the cold world of white on white

Such misery in those minutes

calved from your sparkling glacier

to float on out into the sea of life.


When in the warm rock

of my swaddle and your

love caress tender sweet

The Universe realigned

In the vast conundrum

of how this daughter would

find her way in the every after.


And your Sun light took

to the earth in bone and ash

A daughter held to loss and grief

Gather’s shared history

for the heart to remember

in the joys and sorrows

In the wait for the infinite

Of us to meet again


We are of eternity

We are mother daughter

cycling, rebirthing,

patterning for each other

The breath and gasp of being

Soul to soul for ever more

I am with you always

even unto the end of the world.



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Howdy… For those of you that visit often, ya probably notice I’ve changed it up a bit. Everyday is more like 5 times a week and I’m shifting my content a bit.   I’m experimenting with some other writing modes, pondering what else I feel like giving my words to.  I Welcome some feedback.  thanks

Today, 8 years ago, my momma transitioned, left this planet to vibrate somewhere else, or so I imagine.  Today is for her.

mom n' me

No replace for Mom

Heart connection beyond ash

I feel her light here


I feel her light here

In the around of  my days

Ever present love


Ever present love

A story to rock me asleep

Recall her tender


Recall her tender

Gather her whimsy giggle

Always will miss her


Always will miss her

The light string holds eternal

Love is infinite



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Sippy the really good coffee.  I am contemplating a short story I have agreed to write in this contest I’m in.  www.nycmidnight.com puts on several contests over the year and for my own experience in writing in different genre and styles, I have been participating.  They send us all a genre, a character, and a subject.  Mine is; FAntasy, math teacher, frostbite.  Yep,  that’s right, kinda crazy.  I’ll keep you updated.  For now, I will just give myself to a poem as that is what I do here every morning with no darn idea of what’s gonna roll of my brain, like right now.  Wat?  more sippy.


Sitting here with my kitty

Lap dog feeling kinda needy

Vying always for all my love


It’s just what happens when I be tappin’

at these keys for some poetic mappin’

The pets want a bit of all of me


Presently, the precious darlings

go away from my glare and snarling

Settle in to the over there


It’s not that I don’t care their feelings

It’s the needy that gets me seething

you’d think by now they’d know my stare


At last we settle into quiet time

I get to play out some poetic rhyme

That I lay out right here for me


I sorta care if you like it

If you don’t then you can bite it

Makes me laugh to write that down


Of course I care wouldn’t you?

I write each day it’s what I do

I blog it up and give it out


Anyway, what the hell

I’m amused and that is swell

Some days are more better


I’m closing this up time to go

This little rhyme is ready to show

See ya later in the bye bye

~~~~~~~~~~   10   ~~~~~~~~~~


22 jan 2012   >  10/19/1   >  Wheel of Fortune/Sun/Magician

‘1’ can be the loneliest number, and ‘1’ has tools.  The magician gathers the elements of earth, fire, air, and water and finds a way to use them in service to Spirit.  Or so it might go in the positive expression of singularity.  Today asks of you to consider yourself.  Consider how you might spin on the wheel of life, shine, and how you might use the tools you have gathered in life to make life it’s best.

What tool might you use today to finish a project, start a project, give of yourself, or take time for your own pleasure?

What does it mean to shine?

Is today a day to push the edges of life, or stand in the center of life?


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