The Old Abandoned Churches of New England

I see a church whose fiery fathers Lit the hearts of their congregation A space once filled with huddled Zealous hearts Masses Desperate For their Savior Week after Life-giving Week He was preached ……………………………………………………… Somewhere the lines were twisted Point of views in time and life Were shifted When traditions and those who held them Started dying Softened truths crept into hearts Fake prophesies, Lost prophets, … Continue reading The Old Abandoned Churches of New England


  Calm   Inhale the clouds Exhale the dust Count the stars on the back of your eyelids Calm Trace the outlines of your memories Dance among those precious, Vague shapes Smile Stretch and move your flexible spine Strong Remember the time You stood up in fear and trembling Armed with audacious Hope Put your hand on your hip – Still carrying the arrows you … Continue reading Calm

Who wants to open a box when they already know what’s inside?

Gentle words Coarse face Broken heavy heart she carries Place to place  On her way to a distant land Her helper takes the burden up Sore knees Red knuckles  Bruised ego  She places at the alter of her psyche Every way she’s tried to fit their mold Impossibly impossible Their small minds conceived ill-shaped Spaces to banish her from the word  “Normal” Never was it … Continue reading Who wants to open a box when they already know what’s inside?

This is a Dangerous Poem

As the society swells with protest, I’m offering a glimpse, a viewpoint, a perspective to add to the fight for equal liberties and justice for all.  FEM We are nasty women with battle scars Inappropriately touched By the patriarch  Told to hide our imperfections To silence our voice in many elections Righteous anger  Silenced too long Only asking you see your hypocrisy! Your system:  lets … Continue reading This is a Dangerous Poem