His callous smile, once intriguing, bolts of lightning makes me shiver … read on...
poetry
you should – a poem
Follow the yellow brick road, you say. Click to read the rest of the poem.
Forget Politics – a poem
Who cares what colour you present?
wires and metallic shards – a poem
Screws tighten, aligning the wrench just so it cannot go willy nilly, but behave as programmed.
exhausted – a poem
Feet ache, after a marathon of steps, too many to count.
remember the innocence – a poem
Little fingers and toes, testing, tasting everything in sight,
denial – a poem
Denial Oh traitorous heart of mine why beat faster at such a disaster?
Fire – a poem
Fingers wrapped stifle the cry.
unlearn – a poem
How can I unsee when it pierces my skin?
canada homes – a poem
Muddy streets, row upon row upon row, houses line up shoulder to shoulder like little soldiers ready for battle.
loss – a poem
His smiling face brings joy. Spit up, gurgles, midnight feedings and diaper changes,
woven – a poem
She whispers words, silent prayers woven along with thread.
state of calm – a poem
Closed eyes furtively glance side to side back and forth...
synaesthetic – a poem
I synthesize behind closed eyes irregular forms, colour, shape, storms.
15 Things I learned in 2014
Motherhood is the most difficult thing I've ever done. There is no possible way to fully prepare for the worry, fear, joy, pain and love that consumes the heart. No matter what you think it will be like, you will be wrong, and it's not a bad thing.
Heather Button 