Poetry

I Am … Thick-skinned, tight-lipped; centre stage without a script Under-paid, over-timing; future generation priming Truth-seeker, question-asker; black belt multi-tasker Bully-stopper, nose-picker-blocker; evader of the parent stalker Zookeeper, recess referee; extracurricular coach draftee Mind-shaping, reader-maker; precious cargo caretaker Speech guide, …

As girls, you lived just down the street Only a corner and curfew kept us apart I knew your heart and hardships You were my childhood friend As women, there is more than a corner between us With children and …

I loved you yesterday. I love you still With as much love as I can share My feelings for you grow year over year A deep ocean that drowns tears and despair Each year with you I learn more of …

Trixie Everbloom

Today we welcomed Trixie Everbloom into our home for the first year. Yup, we’re doing Elf on the Shelf. I cheated a little and named her myself, because I just couldn’t bear to name her after a princess…Belle and Ariel …

Bringers of Light

I can’t believe another merciless act of violence has taken place in our neighbouring country. Precious lives have been lost, disfigured, forever altered. When will it stop? When is enough, enough? I fear the evil creeping by borders and oceans …

Some People

        Some people will break your heart outright Others will slowly erode the edges; Reopening a sore that never heals Some people will cherish your gifts and unique spirit; Acceptance will come without negotiation Others will try …

the haunting

The morning mist is heavy; the early sun casts a haunting glow Like I don’t exist, the tide wipes away my impressions in the sand Walking too far ahead, I think I see a figure on the beach One moment …

On winter coming…

Dark. Beautiful blue fades to grey; winter creeps in. Blue. Heavenly blue melts away; creeps under my skin. Descent. Distressing blue, dismay; dark creeps within.

Snow Flakes Softly Falling

Snow flakes softly falling, Hang like ornaments on the trees. My mother softly calling- To come inside before I freeze. The kitchen smells like gingerbread. All the baking is homemade— Fond memories swirl inside my head, And just as quickly fade.  Our …

Leaves fall to a silent grave Unfitting of the life they gave.   The winter air does coax them free To fulfill an inevitable destiny. A bittersweet plunge they brave. Off the leaves fall. But boughs endeavour to deprave— Fleeting …

More Meebs

List of Wee Wonders – #6

When your little one actually stays still while you’re clipping her little baby fingernails. One …

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