I take one step out the door. My foot slips slightly...
My Own Front Porch
Afraid to Care
I've never been afraid to care//Just what I should care about//Because it seems all the world is at war//And I've got a nasty habit of not doing the dishes...
Little Did We Know
And little did we know, stories would turn into novels…
Old Dreams
I remember old dreams//They live in me like a childhood home...
Too Tired to Care
The sun's rays peek through the cracks around the curtainsAs I stretch, and I yawn, and I blink away the sleepLet the dogs out to do their business, breakfast... the same old thingsThen, steaming mug in hand and jazz in the background, I writeOr, at least, I tryBut I washed my hands before I cookedI... Continue Reading →
Of Beautiful Parts
The petal dropped from the flower//And so the flower drooped...
Morning Contentment
Certainly lumpish//My muse is lazy this morning...
A Tectonic Plate Shifts
And just when I'd like//Some peace and quiet//A tectonic plate shifts
Sticks and Silhouettes
See nothing but sticks and silhouettes - know nothing but the next step...
December Rose 