All about you, I’d like to know the things that make you smile the ‘car crash’ that still hurts you the love you lost, still feel. All lives have wounds and splinters not all have you as I do, or me as you, to heal, to mend, to restore faith in, in being, giving, feeling. […]
Into his thoughts she crept Quietly, unbidden He let her stay Perhaps too long And when she chose to leave He could not bear it For he had become used To her presence tara caribou | ©2020
like peas in a pod we go together like bananas and yogurt… you be the banana ummm I’ll be the yogurt, go on, dip into my creamy depths but oh I’m getting ahead of myself… yes, that voice of yours, I could listen to for hours while you talk about science and geeky things and […]
Love’s green leaves unfurled in my heart The moment you spoke my name New life, a new creation Seeds unwatered but waiting patiently Your hand in mine, I lifted my face Your smile, a bright orange glow in my sky A kiss on my cheek, roots spreading Your heartbeat beneath my palm And love bloomed […]
You know the one Always there when the sun shines And when you find five bucks on the sidewalk The first time you mention The creeping sadness in your heart POOF Magic disappearance act Gone How are you? they ask I’m feeling a bit depressed, you reply . . . Crickets chirp You can hear […]
Another gorgeous piece by Mark Ryan, one of my absolute favorite writers of all time. Underneath. Down here where it’s calm. Where the black beauty of the abyss touches my feet. All is quiet. All is still. I’m entombed as if in a coffin. Locked forever in my own space Controlling the promise of my […]
Sometimes I want a hand gripping my wrists as you penetrate my core with vicious thrusts, bared teeth, and filthy words. To be ripped apart for your pleasure, which is also mine. But there are times, too, when I want you to say I’m beautiful, even though I don’t believe it, but just to know […]
rooting around in the damp earth I came upon the first pearl took it between my lips it tasted like bright lemons and fresh rain the first laughter birthed by new friendship the next one burned my mouth but I swallowed it quickly the rich spiciness of the first time he said I was beautiful […]
Deep thoughts. I love her energy. The hopefulness and peace that I felt while reading this. It’s springtime in the middle of a pandemic and between the hand washing, concern, disinfecting, and time spent in prayer, I’m thinking about powwows. Thinking about Powwows During a Pandemic
I visited her every weekend for nearly six years. Her once-dark hair now silvered with age, but you could see she had been knock-out gorgeous in her youth. In my eyes, she was still quite beautiful. She had no family, so she claimed, and I was the closest thing she had to a friend. When […]
