Speak Directly, Please and Thank you

Directly speaking, I have great respect for those who can be direct. It elevates communication and is an admirable gift to mankind, when one can speak their mind and state their truths while holding emotions in check. Friendly exchanges, chit chat, laughter, and play have their place, but if one needs to deliver an important …

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A Note to Nina and Betty

Why it took me searching for a protest song over eight years ago to find you, Nina Simone, I will never know. Of course, I know the answer to my rhetorical question. Your absence from musical rotations and from historical discussions (and from acceptance into the Institute of Music in Philadelphia in the 1950s) is …

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Connected Roots

Golden petals burst from a winding stem, sprang forth from a seed, that wound its way into dry desert dirt. Planted in soil, not of its native origin. Reflective tears burst from the one standing in Sonoran dirt, flowing from a realization, that they are similar, she and the foreign bloom. Rooted in soil, not …

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Viking Warrior

Bones and artifacts found on sacred Norse ground. Archeologists and researchers did celebrate and surround a Great Viking Warrior buried in a tomb fitting for one of prominence, until DNA revealed that He was a She. A Viking Warrior Princess! How could that be? Postulate, they did, why She would be laid to rest with …

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Spinning to the Center

An eight by six-foot mat, free-floating and grey – just enough cushion to protect long muscles and absorb the long day. Spinning to the center of self on squares, snapped together that appear dull and lifeless. Appearances deceive. Grounding grey underneath vibrates, hums, and pulses with passion, sweat, and tears. A dancer ready to spin …

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Engine 34

they studied they trained tested they were Just like the men fighting fires saving lives prepared they are Just like the men dedicated service courageous acts each shift brings Another day for them neither brave acts nor lives saved brought the cameras Filming the four of them vacations observed schedules adjusted caused a firehouse stir …

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Being a Woman calls for a Celebration!

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Being a Woman – Forthcoming

Separated by state borders when the pandemic hijacked our lives - my view is of saguaro cacti, her view is of tall pines. Poems, illustrations, and shared files would bring us together and shorten the miles. A mother-daughter collaboration that began with lines I wrote in the fall of 2019, after a teenage memory was …

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Your Morning Glow (audio poem)

Your Morning Glow (audio poem) Toward you, my eyes are fixed Toward you, my hands extend Alone in the dark, I wait, I rest my tired eyes You change and disappear, but on you, I can always depend Eyes still closed, but the third one knows – You have arrived Many things come between us …

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A Poet Prepares to Read

Only one more light before I turn left, then right. Ten more seconds to decide – Which lines will it be? What feels right on this Friday eve? Mind searching, scanning for the feel right poems. This one, too long. That one, too sad. Love is the answer that came to me, just before the …

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