Love knows no boundaries.
If it does then it's not really 
love, now is it?

I can't think of a 
goddamned thing to write. Not a
single goddamned thing.

I want to be the 
one to put that smile on 
your face forever.

That anger just makes
hearts and stars shoot out my eyes
like crazy magic.

My husband is my
favorite proof-reader. He's smart.
I love him, always.

The more you invest 
in yourself, the higher return 
on your investment.

The words are all there
until I see the blank page 
then I've lost them all.

The sky was vacant
and there was no wind or
any leaves on the trees.

You grow so fast, my
child, but still I'll always see
the baby in you.

The people watched as 
the rain fell a light mist 
over their fair city.

The mechanic that
drinks the espresso was in 
again. He seems nice.

I totally
multi-task. I eat AND watch soap 
operas all the time!

The evergreens and 
the pines mingled well with the 
driftwood and seashells.

There was a marsh of
sorts and a wooded space where
I felt safe hiding.

The trees are much 
different by the sea than they are
inland. They're wetter.

Every time I find
myself in nature the 
poetry writes itself.

I love nature. I 
feel it deeply. It moves me 
to write poetry.

"Art enables us 
to find ourselves and lose ourselves 
at the same time."
                              - Thomas Merton

It's one of those nights
where the wind whistles and whips 
like in old stories. 

The sky was so clear
and the clouds were so thin and
it was so cold out.

Did you ever think
maybe the fame was just too 
much for His Loch Ness?

We all carry a 
little bit of dark and heartache 
around with us. 

The sun decided 
to shine today. I've seen more 
crows than usual.

Every person you've
met has been influenced by 
you. Think about it.

It's not the end or 
beginning of something, but
the now of everything.

My daughter said I 
needed to change the color
of my blog, so I did.

The winter air is thick
with warmth between bodies
snuggled in a nest.

Just thinking on 
an old haiku then I thought, "Fuck it, 
I'll write something new."

It's so cold outside
it almost seems like the sun 
is shining cold, too.

And some times all it
takes is a unicorn app 
to make my whole day.

Wow, one moment it's 
now and then all of a 
sudden it's yesterday.

There it is. The fireworks. 
The confetti. The "Happy 
New Year!"s. Midnight.

I gave life to my 
babes to be part of this world.
Not to keep them from it.

I saw five crows in
the street today. It looked like
they were talking shop.

You know, I don't believe
you, but I do think you're 
telling the truth.

Our children know that 
our spirits are all connected. 
How do we forget?

There's not a day that 
goes by I don't feel trapped by 
that enormous sky.

The moon was a 
crescent, but you could see the outline
of the other half.

All I want to do, 
my lover, is grow super 
stinkin' old with you.

It's too cold for the 
crows, too cold for the pigeons, 
but the squirrels don't mind.

There are some walks that 
need no road and there are some 
walks you take alone.

My husband said once
that he envied me carrying 
our babes in my womb.

If you don't like love
and light in your life then you
won't like me, my friend.

I saw the crows and
they were very quiet. They 
were looking for worms.

There was a song in
the air, but somehow my proud
heart didn't hear it.

Sylvia, dear, I'd 
rather break that fuckin' bell 
jar than live in it.

At winter I miss 
the sun. The sun rising. The 
sun setting. The sun.

They were right to say, 
"It don't matter where you've been.
Only where you're goin'."

Sometimes it only
takes a quick conversation 
to make your heart glow.

We all share the same
heart. When you break another's
it's your own that hurts.

"Aaak aah aak. Ga ga 
gooooo MAAH." I love your stories, 
my babe. Tell me more.

It's not really freedom
when you're telling someone
how to live their life.

The smell of the tree
fills the room. I haven't seen the
crow in quite awhile.

The Sugarplums sleep
while dreams of snug, nestled children 
danced in their heads.

I'm in need of work
like everyone. I've got my 
contradictions, too.

Sometimes it's those we 
don't even know (or like) that 
need a loving hand.

Sometimes I feel like
a crazy tiger. Completely
out of control.

Man, it would be nice
if people weren't assholes, but 
it's a "free" country!

You have a good heart.
It's big, bright and holds in it
the light of the world.

We're so lucky for 
each new day gives us the chance 
at a brand new life.

You can justify 
hate a thousand ways, but it 
will always be hate.

"Always the beautiful
answer who asks a more
beautiful question."
                          - e.e. cummings

I feel lucky to 
have realized how deeply in 
love with you I am.

My darling baby, 
I love the way your tiny 
hand touches my skin.

Purple and yellow
are complements. "You're pretty"
is a compliment.

And Jesus said,
"I need this Glock for protection." 
Wait, no he didn't.

How you can pack heat
and call yourself a Chirstian, I'm 
not sure. Just sayin'.

Sometimes I'm so very
proud of the things I write. 
Other times I'm not.

Jesus is absolute
peace for he let his body 
be nailed to a cross.

I dreamt that we were
in love. When I woke life was 
just like I'd dreamt it.

You will never
convince me keeping a gun in your 
home will protect you.

I know it's hard to
do sometimes, but just love and
let yourself be loved.

I imagine the 
unicorn to be a massive 
quite scary beast.

The city was once
very mysterious. Now
it just feels like home.

Don't worry, even 
if our world ends the universe
will still be here.

Sometimes happiness
is just too much pressure and
I have to be sad.

Honey, I got the 
blues. It's them Holiday Blues
get me every time.

Some days I'm very 
disappointed, but I'm still 
full of so much love.

I like to think of
Jesus as a man. Born into 
loving, warm arms. 

The sky snowed and just 
as soon as it came that 
beautiful white was gone. 

I can't imagine 
a world without you, but I 
can a world without guns.

The day my daughter
was born I no longer lived
for only myself.

My friend, empathy
is your birthright and your
superhuman power!

This life leaves us 
breathless. Sometimes for good or bad. 
We don't ever know.

My heart is full of
sorrow and the skies are full of
grey clouds today.

I know it may not 
always seem like it, but I 
totally dig you, friend.

I can't sleep, 'cause 
I'm afraid I'll miss something 
I'll later wish I'd seen.

I want to sleep
tonight, but I can't. Will someone
sing me a lullaby?

You are my darling. 
I will hold you forever 
if you want me to.

I value my teacher
friends, my children, your children
more than your gun.

Some think angels
are watching over us. But, I know
it's our grandmothers.

Our little love 
triangle is no longer that.
It's now a love square.

Your community
is not contrived. Your community
is the world.

If you can't take it 
don't dish it out. Or I'll be 
there to make you eat it.

Some days I'm just too
sad and angry to write
anything beautiful.

The sky was there
looming over me. I was so small 
and beside myself.

Quiet. They're finally 
all asleep. God forbid 
you should wake the ghosts.

You can't define
another's worth. Only they can define
it for themselves.

It's like the warmth and
hope that melts even the coldest,
blackest of hearts.

I love a foggy
morning. While it's cold it's still
so warm and cozy.