The Longing Arms Emptiness filled now and spilling when arms hold and hush the long anticipated one- sweet love requited. Did I know how empty they were- my arms, heart- before you? You laughed at the emptiness and swallowed it whole....
A few days ago I participated in a prompt on Twitter called “storytweeting”. The theme was “breath”. I shared a story, and it ended up a bit long… as in 18-20 tweets long. Wowza. The word count was almost 800 when I added up the words in...
I wrote the poem below several years ago; I share it here once again for Mother’s Day. The Longing Arms Emptiness filled now and spilling when arms hold and hush the long anticipated one- sweet love requited. Did I know how empty they were- my...
I wrote this poem in 2011, but haven’t posted it since 2012, and felt it was time to share again: The Longing Arms Emptiness filled now and spilling when arms hold and hush the long anticipated one- sweet love requited. Did I know how empty they were- my arms,...
My birthday was last week. I am driving the kids somewhere when they ask me a question: “Mom what do you want for your birthday? What kind of cake do you want?” Nice questions, no? I could have said, “It doesn’t matter. Anything is fine. Give...
