Posted in Poetry on January 15, 2006 | No Comments »
No one tells you
That in one flash
Of a moment
The earth shifts and
You move from selfish
To caretaker for all
The cat
The dog
The laundry
The dirt
Was always there
Waiting quite patiently
But now, because of that moment,
The frail cat needs
Herbs and reiki
A syringe full of pasty food
“a pate” they say
that drips from her chin
the dog, weary from a
day in the [...]
Posted in Poetry on January 15, 2006 | 1 Comment »
Your face
On the pillow
Whose cover hasn’t
been washed
in a week.
The same pillow
your daddy drools on
Because he sleeps
so sound.
He flips it over
graciously
when I notice
the spots.
And I snobbishly
will not sleep
On the pillow.
But you do
Because your face
On the pillow
is all that matters
right now.
Posted in Poetry on January 15, 2006 | No Comments »
The first poem written about Kaia’s birth. It’s been residing inside me for some time, and - like my healing - is a work in progress.
———————————————————————————-
I piece apart my yearning
As if I must somehow defend it
Understand it wholly
Know where and why
My heart was ripped
My body was torn and numb
Like my soul
My child removed, my soul
Why [...]
Posted in Life as a MereMortal Mama on January 10, 2006 | 1 Comment »
Long ago, in a place of lore, there was a lovely Princess. Princess Kaia’s name meant “Of The Earth” and indeed, she was truly loved and adored by all in the land. And, when the stars shone softly upon the desert, she would sleep. Through the night. Peacefully. All was good and happy.
And then, there [...]
|
