by heather | Dec 4, 2015 | Poems
Those beautiful women singing each with her frailty lighting her face yearning and delight in nimble fingers strumming and plucking a sweet kindness of pine trees more real than hothouse rose; weaving an invitation, gently commanding...
by heather | Nov 12, 2015 | Poems
Help me to be horny for joy spreading through this wave of muscles and sensations not just my own but all of us feeding our appetites for kindness cleaning the air with our choices stopping the bombfall because there are better games, more...
by heather | Nov 12, 2015 | Poems
Let me learn how to love fall consumed by shine on a leaf hear the snap crackle pop in your voice even as I savour my oatmeal be licked by stray dogs, bring them home without leashes a pied piper with a crippled heart and dancing refugees...
by heather | Nov 12, 2015 | Poems
Mid-life can be like waking groggy from an afternoon nap with some regret for the angle of the sun, how the golden evening is here and there is still time to play but the day is receding quickly. Some go reeling when they hear the herald call of dark, frantic...
by heather | Aug 3, 2015 | Poems
The wag end of a dog, flick of a tail pointing to instinct and pleasure expressed by the planet through years of evolution in one brief wave so much of what I do the same involuntary movement except the planet can see it when I do having evolved...
