the lovey dovey kissy cuddly squeezy sexy are always how it starts before a contract is slipped beneath her corsage and inside his tuxedo pocket – a bullet list of who will do what who cooks, who cleans, pays bills, handles repairs, car upkeep, takes out the garbage, washes and folds, shops and most importantly who will be the flexible one, handle the unexpected extras later, much later, nature will have a lot to say about those lists, one getting longer, the other sh

morning awakens with a gentle fuss of leaves a baby’s breath of wind wrapped in bird song Did you see the debate for our next Governor? Yes, I’m torn between a couple packages of words sun bows to clouds, leaves settle, I sit, my hands lap-folded, pressed in silence wordless, formless, the atmosphere doesn’t care Must it matter, the world beyond my backyard?

I made a life of perfecting agreeable, learning very late in the game the power of NO and everything changed no longer a forced shape, I unfolded into the puzzle piece that became the real me which found a fit in the world now I’ve gone back to relive childhood under lots of wrinkles and the groan of joints with baggy eyes sometimes bubbling with life and smiles hiding a mouth of mischief