MOTHER AND CHILD

I cannot quiteput a finger on it,nor pin downthe feelings in my heartnow I am homefrom visiting with you… A deal of historylies there between usas it has lain.gathered over yearsof awkwardness,uncertainty,resentment,guilt,embarrassmentover many momentsmiscalculated,misinformed,misunderstoodbetween us… Now I am older,you are oldand grasp your cupwith two frail and twisted handsthat once were capableof wringing outa washcloth …

Lament For Love

I’m sorry, I can’t love youlike a love should be…Out here I standbeyond the glass,the wall of distancebetween my heartand the world… Love’s sucha quiet subtle thingso easily drowned outby need and wantand hungers wailingfrom a timethe time when childrenlearn to loveby being loved… I’m sorrymy missing piecesmake this puzzlethat is loveforever incomplete…Yet I want to …

Love’s Not Always Pink

Love’s not always pink–It’s what you feel and livenot what you think.Sometimes it’s what you giveor are allowed to takeor nothing you can havefor someone else’s sake. Love’s not always song–its voice not always heardor clear and strong.Sometimes it’s just absurdand makes no kind of senseOr it speaks without a word,has neither rhyme nor tense. …

The Damaged Heart

I’m sorry, I can’t love youlike a love should be…Out here I standbeyond the glass, the wall of distancebetween my heart and the world… Love’s sucha quiet subtle thingso easily drowned outby need and wantand hungers wailingfrom a time–the time when childrenlearn to loveby being loved. I’m sorrymy missing piecesmake this puzzlethat is loveforever incomplete…Yet I want to …