Thursday, January 24, 2013

Listen . . .

Wednesday, January 16, 2013


I struggle to forgive myself
although it was righteous
it turned on me
I am pariah
in my honesty
it away
ordinary people
so be it

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Her hardest hue to hold

This is the view from my front door.  It brings peace rather than fear. 

Tuesday, January 1, 2013


I do things like this, cause tears.  Confrontations are not easy, but sometimes necessary. You tell me, it is the thought that counts and that ironically is the crux of the matter-- there was no thought.  But I still love you.

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That is it, isn't it? The fear of causing irreparable damage, but the need to speak, to express. Today I spoke and caused tears, but the guilt did not come as it usually does because I believe it was something urgent and necessary. I tempered it with my love. I hope it was enough.
Here is to always being able to speak without fear of losing those we cherish.