Category Archives: Poetry I Love

Often I have wondered – Why do we act the way we do? What makes us unable to “CARE” for one another from a truly and profoundly real place? If we do not know what we care about – how … Continue reading →

And we gazed upon our beautiful mother,
and she said: Thousands of years from now,
when people say, How beautiful your children are! Continue reading →

Mothers, fathers, clasp the children Mothers, fathers, clasp the children, tie them to your breast and beam like flashlights, hold the children praise them with buckets of raspberries, shiny as jelly, give them you. Show them they are green-worthy as … Continue reading →

To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate; Continue reading →

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too; Continue reading →

It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
The palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
‘Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally. Continue reading →

Like a bird on the wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free. Continue reading →

You do not even have to believe in yourself or your work. You have to keep open and aware directly to the urges that motivate you. Continue reading →