Finding things lost
I no longer trust myself having searched all morning for the missing piece in our endless jigsaw and come up …
Tag Archives: Work life
Birds work all through the night
I don’t know what they do this time of night. I just hear them squawking. And they sound a little …
Day 30
you would think when walking through woods at night that we’d stumble — but instead we learn to find a …
Day 25
I claim I know who I am and how, what to write down, but nighttime, wet snow falling presses me …
Day 24
a clean sheet of paper hides every sin, each fumble and misspelling, so you think God spoke to me clean …
Day 19
that dark corner may recall years past as it sighs – drowsy, in a haze – that I was here …
Day 17
I specialize in making other people’s dreams come true because tending to my own stings, asks too much of heaven
Day 16
how many times have I walked through a drizzle- dreary day like this — ice floes across pavement slip me …
