What does the future hold? — As the sun begins to set I’m shedding my old skin Like a snake in the grass Slithering its tongue What will this new life expose Is there strength or giving up in pain I can’t see what it looks like Not seeing you again The time is not here…

Introduction to ILLUMINATION’S-MIRROR I’ve been writing since I was a young child. I wrote in spurts and was never consistent. Most of the time through my early 20s, it was when I was down, a relationship break up, or some sort of personal catastrophe. I began writing again about a…

DISSENT Did you experience challenges in 2020 too Is there something we can actually do Such sanity reigned unchallenged Seriously folks, I hope 2021 brings new possibilities Even in the worst of the worst times Nothing is beyond our reach — if we don’t give up and care enough To…

How does it really feel? Being touch starved — also known as skin hunger or touch deprivation — occurs when a person experiences little to no touch from other living things. (Wikipedia) I live with a family that doesn’t touch much. My husband hugs and kisses me in the morning…

Prompt Yourself: Fiction Friday (3) — Oh. My. God. It’s him. It’s really him! Should I greet him politely or run for the hills? It’s been so long. Go figure. It was barely dawn when I decided to take a hike. I was a little nervous walking by myself so early. …

What begins in joy ends with… what? — I got a lime today — off the tree I planted What does that have to do with divorce, you ask It’s a memory of what seems like a lifetime ago It finally produced fruit; it didn’t need me after all The myriad of deeply felt emotions Are like the…

No tricks necessary — Poetry is soul food It calms my howling heart Centers me and brings peace Feeds me from the inside out Poetry is love No deeper well exists No greater expression The price of love fulfilled Poetry sings the most beautiful notes Reverberating from within and spilling over Revealing the deepest, darkest secrets Keeping…