Grand-Woman

Women are strong, we must be, she said
For men and children need us for Aye to Zed
But you mustn't forget what makes you happy
Because you're beautiful, sexy and lovely.

Long stockings wore for lover's attention
And proper stilettos for Samba's and tensions
Dance, dear girl, have a good time
Since life CAN be lived on only a dime.

Marriages and lovers can wreck or demise
But only if you let clouds cover your eyes
Don't ever sell yourself short to cavort
and always remember to be a good sport.

You deserve all life has to offer
Now go get it my dear,
I will always be near with a cheer.

A Lady@80

With ears sympathetic from years of life

She listens to each of us without any fiest

And holds our thoughts close and dear

Wrapped with messages honest and sincere.

My Grandma, Ms. Positive most of the time

Although I don’t often drop her line

She knows how cherished she is in my heart

That only from this world would we ever part

Goofy and Newfie we love her so

She nurtures and guides us to and fro

Life is too short she often does say

Even when the clouds are quiet and grey.

Great Grandma Di-Di lives way over there

Say the little ones while in their dinner chair

And Poppa Moe too we mustn’t forget

Bringing smiles to Gram ever since they met!

Road trips and visits and caring thoughts too

Grandma shares much with her crew.

Love and acceptance and a wild side she doles

I’m grateful to know her, a beautiful soul.

Sisters Stay With Me.

Words can hurt, words can empower
Sisters are there no matter what hour
In times of truth, in times of elation
Ready they are to support my emanation

Whispers of encouragement, statements of what is
'No matter what' promises of love and 'get down to biz'
Still I'm afraid of losing their faith and respect
In this difficult time of different beliefs I detect.

True to me, true to you; there's no other way to be
Sister support has determination, wild and free
Sometimes nutty, sometimes pithy
Always there in my vulnerability.

I thank you my sisters, your words echo loud
Even in times when I say little, and wear a shroud
For without my own knowing, I cannot share my thoughts
Please know your efforts are not forgot and mean a lot.

Dashboard Distance

Split lips and broken dreams
So hurtful it sometimes seems
Memories fill my heart with mist
Essential to appreciate so many gifts

Disappointments abound with no apology
Acceptance of a life that will no longer be
Bring in the light, the love, the forgiveness
And save us all from residual bitterness

We are who we are, and each a piece of the other
Forward we will move without any more cover
Basking in sunlight, moonlight, or by dashboard glow
Our love for each other has changed, that we know.

Today I am tired and uneasy in my freedom
Where are my markers for routine and breathe'en
My ring finger has been naked for almost a year
Pictures of our babies bring back memories that sear.

To a better place we go you and I
And with that a great big sigh
That someday again we will find what we need
Until then, separate ways is best indeed.

Chef Columba

Bolognese sauce made with turtle wine,

Homemade medalions pressed so fine,

Pricey portabellos, little suprise bursts of flavor.

Enrapt I am with your endeavour.

From different worlds but needing similar things,

We tempt vulnerability and accept our strings.

Together, we move forward, make plans in each camp

Parenting, travelling...baggages unpacked.

From jazz to humour with food, dance and song

Company we are and inspired as we go along.

Grateful for honoring, swaying in acknowledgement

Holding our space tenderly, cherishing our accompaniment.

I feel your protection; understand your concern.

Appreciate your encouragement, and respect your berm.

I welcome your love & attention in whichever form

and I send you mine without judgement or scorn.

Tidal Gifts of Gratitude

To open a treasure

So coveted and protected

Is an honour indeed.

To discover a strength

So natural to seed

Is an uncommon release

You showed me a place where

I felt the surge of love

I felt the tides of vulnerability

And swam in their warmth.

I thank you through tears

With love and acceptance

Respect and admiration

For showcasing the me I had long forgotten.

As I doze, the wings of OK wrap around me

In the softest place of comfort.

I see my emotion as real, and the crazy time will pass.

I know who I am, peace and happiness will return

Within my own arms.

Light, Fire, Desire

There is a light

Sometimes only a flicker

When the darkness comes

My thoughts seem thicker

But,

There is a fire

Deep in my gut

Where flames are so hot

Feels so strange not to touch

Still,

There is a whisper

Of hope and aspiration

How do we share the words

When only a few listen

‘cause

In those few there is a fever

So strong and so true

That will only grow greater

When passed from me to you

Ginger Light

Ginger root and bamboo shoots

Take my mind to distant places

Exotic potions and far off notions

Fuel my imagination

Where is my peace, so salty I can taste it?

Life is so sweet there can be no better combination.

Dwellings toxic yet calm in the middle

Trick us into time to doddle & diddle.

Keep your eye on the goal, the shining bright light.

Be yourself, truth in glory with people who fuel

The most precious you, a bright jewel.

Gabriel will guide, Michael with sithe.

Funneling energies with warm uprising winds.

Pay attention to love coming.

A new beat is drumming.

The darkness rescinds.

AngELEANOR

Singing sweetly good morning dawn
Waking yes, the dark is gone
La-las and do-ahs explore the air
From a Beauty, a soul so fair

Sweet music to her Mama's ears
Grasping each note, engraving tears
Such happiness of being awake
Aliveness and lightness for granted we take

Witnessing the spirit...a sprite ignites.

Afternoon Nap...

Breathe easy, take your time
Catch your peace and unwind
Lean in close and unwrap your mind
Let me catch your thoughts with mine

Dive into my eyes, don't be afraid
To take the sadness away unscathed
Dance with lips and connect with senses
We meld with love and acceptance

Spooning and resting in comfort's mesh
Without unleashing the river's best
Keeping a fragile state in check
Despite undeniable horniness

Rusty Truth

Life is so beautiful

No matter how long or how short.

How full or how empty.

From the babe to the earth worm.

We all come from Divine Creation,

be it God, Gaia or Ganesh

And we all have Divine characteristics

Look past walls of protection.

Spirit connects through whispers of our dreams

And dances among us throughout the day.

Are you hearing their music, their guidance

Their laughter and love?

As they sweep some away to a realm outside of ours

We weep.

Our emotions grease the wheels of our lives

So too will they segue way our losses to different jubilations.

It is our nature and desire to be happy,

Unburdened by sadness and lack.

It’s important to find the new normal,

the new person created from loss.

And still love ourselves.

For we are not broken

But strengthened in a different way with a different source.

Our deep connection to people who have been plucked

Is not dissolved but purified and magnified

Within Divinity.

Until we meet again.