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28 Years
And when I walked the forest pathwaysI breathed easierSurrounded by those ancient treesGigantic ferns filling the space betweenWisdom, a powerful majestyOffering protection, offering healingWhen I walked the forest pathwaysMy whole being was filled With light, and hopeand a certainty that … Continue reading
Missing
I will not sleep tonightInstead I keep a vigilWaiting for him to come homeWaiting to tear up the missing persons reportMy son has gone missingVanishedTaking only his wetsuit, backpackNo phone, no ID, no food, no cashI filed the police reportThen … Continue reading
Leaving New York
Manhattan. June third two thousand twelve Temperature 72 degrees Azure blue, an unmarred sky Life in forward motion Full bloom and full of possibility Then there you were Standing at the sidewalk Corner of West 51st & 8th Four suitcases … Continue reading
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Tagged #beginnings, #endings, #heartbreak, #manhattan, #mothers, #nyc, #poetry, #sons, love, relationships, Seattle
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4:55 a.m. Shuffle
4:55 a.m. Tuesday morning shuffle to the boathouse because it’s too early for a bus but not too late for a mother to be of use before he’s grown & gone love in an early morning drive
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Tagged #mothers, #rowing, #sons, #sports, love, relationships, Seattle
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