A Wigwam for a Goose's Bridle

poetry

  • Storm

    purple blurred on off-white smudges shadows dance across the floor light plays mind games with my…

  • Death of a River Guide

    Contradictory feelingsobscure the waters,like the white foamon the Franklin rapids.The proffered hand,just within reach,may offer salvationor…

  • Too Much & Not Enough

    Too much. I’ve always been too much, or not enough. Either extreme –  sometimes they even…

  • Psalm 51: an interpretation

    Forgive me. Like an animalthat cannot learn, I fallagain into the holethat claims me each time…

  • Dedication: There but for the “Grace of God” go I

    You feel alone.This solitude is one no amount of company can banish.It pervades each nook of…

  • Incomplete Sonnet

    I am touched by the sadness in your eyes. I would wish to enclose you in…

  • Lessons from Mrs H

    One-sided introduction. I’m a student. May I ask you some questions, take a history? I need…

  • On the flip side

    You used to have the wrong idea About what made you feel worthy, Beautiful, Strong, Empowered,…

  • The Elephant in The Room

    Do you see Her? The elephant in the room? Of course you do! She can hardly…

  • Untitled

    You talk to my inner critic. You address her directly: I’m here to love you gently…

  • 3

    Three items, vying for blog space, clamouring for brain space. Three times, I’ve sat, here, and…

  • Here

    Here, in the darkness of my littleness, it is easy to become consumed by the black,…

  • What kind of Love is this?

    I just have to let God love me. How hard can it be? Harder than you…