Birthday celebrations have always escaped me. It makes me uncomfortable to have people treat me differently as they rally to support my birth. I really had nothing to do with it.
I started writing this 3 years ago, inspired after watching the leaves dance in the breeze. Wondering if they too, have trouble letting go of the familiar and venturing into the unknown. The main reason that I waited so long to finish this, was I thought I needed an illustrator,…
The Adventures Of Basura Continue... My Cat, The Therapist ~ a short poem by me Basura Cat asked me, “Why are you so mad?” "Did I do something wrong, was I being bad?” I stopped what I was doing and sat down for a chat For sometimes, I am not…
I got up this morning, to find all of today's music lessons cancelled ~ feeling without purpose, I went grocery shopping. It was there, that I found today's purpose. Of the things I was looking to fill, my heart was one. You've Asked Nothing ~ by me She was at…
I knew better than to do what I had done Never use a knife to open a gift from anyone But I was in a hurry and acting quite dumb And suddenly, I had almost cut off my thumb Basura cat saw blood and off she ran Bringing me back…
Pain shared is pain halved, it's cool to listen, but at times, we have to limit the amount of what we hear and bare to take care of our precious self. This was inspired after listening to a friend say, "I can't take one more thing, not one!" As I…
In a time where many feel apart from, perhaps we are a part of each other. Feel free to add "Things you know" I know the sound of one hand clapping and the sound of applause I know job loss and job success. I know financial stress and financial abundance.…
During the COVID-19 Virus, I’ve been struck with a cleaning virus, not to make light of the situation, but it’s a bit much even for me. Going through drawers, I found a picture of Howard, my biological father. He left for “greener” pastures when I was 5, new love,…
It was a dreary day in my neighborhood, forecast of rain daunted many a celebration. We were invited up the street to a neighbor’s backyard picnic. I was young, adults seemed old, the food was eaten, drinks were drunk. As it started to rain, my family of 5 scurried home,…
Not every apple you find is round, as it grows upon the tree Not every moment is one that will forever live in memory Not every rainfall is followed by the grass that grows Not everyone reaps in life, exactly what he or she sows. In this very moment in…