Posted in Uncategorized, tagged endurance, heart, love, patience on September 3, 2020| Leave a Comment »
In the middle of my heart
is a meadow with tall golden grass
and a big blue blanket
spread out like an invitation.
I never fold it up.
Not ever.
It is always the right time
to meet you there.
The light is always golden.
The air is always sweet.
Even when I ache.
Even when my heart
ticks in my chest,
not like a clock,
like a bomb.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged blossom, impermanence on September 2, 2020| Leave a Comment »
inside each perfect blossom
hides the ache
for more just
one more
perfect blossom
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged accomplishments, depression, exhaustion, shoulds, survival on September 1, 2020| 6 Comments »
Today it is enough
to pour the orange juice.
To push down the lever
on the toaster.
To feed the fish and the kids
and water the orchid
and return one call.
A woman could be buried
by all the things
she thinks she should do.
It might take her years
to crawl out from beneath that weight.
And so today
I find refuge in the fact
that I made the bed.
That I was a lap
for a cat.
That I caught a mouse
in the carrot row
and I let him go.