"Don't Remodel, Rebuild!"
Why do birds fly in the sky? And why are there sometimes tears in my eyes? Oh why? Why must I pray even when things don’t go my way? Oh why, why, why? How do I plan when I’m not sure where I’m going? Why step left? When do I go right? When do I… Continue reading Why?
This is for the mother who: Looks at her empty arms and wonders if they will ever experience the joy of holding her own Lays her hand on the empty womb asking if she is being punished for her sins or the sins of her foremothers Looks to the future to right the wrongs of… Continue reading For the Mother Who…
I am her I am her I am her I am the middle-aged woman who knows a thing or two, but is still a student; learning and growing I am at an age where self-definition means: being willing to redefine myself over, and over, again I’m repurposing purpose, and reshaping my shape; while figuring out… Continue reading I Am Her
Why does the caged bird sing? Is she happy? Excited, although hers is a false security Is her song one of strength? Or, does she hum a tune that is truly blue? What may sound like singing May only be a song of resignation We think she is flapping her wings in exhilaration But maybe… Continue reading Why Does the Caged Bird Sing?
