Missing Him
December 24, 2007
Let’s work backwards:
First, I will miss him just sitting in his chair
content to smile as if he had no needs –
connected by spirit, happy to be.
I will miss the shuffle of his brave feet
planting the walker ahead like an ice axe;
climbing mountains we could not see.
I will miss him presiding above the fondue
a sorcerer stirring by candle light,
conjuring batches of yuletide glee.
I will miss him saying grace at the helm
from which he would love, work, and lead
a life of no regret, a life of family.
spirit becoming
November 27, 2006
the gases
the stone
the life forms
the consciousness
we must build
on what has become,
not destroy it
A Mom Like You
May 13, 2006
The world needs
more moms
like you.
A mother to speak softly
about how special
a child is.
A mom to look up to
and feel sure about.
I wish I could send you
to those
who need a mom
like you;
to embrace them
in fragrant warmth
while you sing away
the loneliness.
qazse 