Womb

I always dreamed of playing hostess to a guest like you
wished upon a million stars for your safe journey and pleasant arrival
finally when you came to dine, your visit was announced surprisingly
but I cherished the thought of our partnership just the same
and your beautiful occupancy was a bounty
on my womb

magical synergy was obtained
feeling your feet brush my ribs
while your hands massaged my heart
thus comprising the keepsake
your gift
the idea of your presence
was a present

green-eyed souls will never have the honor of knowing you so well
its…

More about Polar Bears (thinking about “A Polar Shift in Thinking”….)

There is an interesting set of circumstances here in Canada, because Canada is where a lot of the raw materials—raw fir (trees), raw furs, raw fish, raw meat, marijuana, water, etc., have all traditionally come from.  Raw oil.  Raw wheat and canola.  Raw lobster.  Raw cow products.  This is Raw Material Land, and always has been.  Or used to be. 

Now, most stuff is made in China.  Sometimes (mostly?) they buy the raw materials from here and ship it to China to have it manufactured or processed or sewn or whatever, and then ship it back over here to the…

The Life Within

Lisa was Nine.  Freckled face, small hands, long curly unruly hair.  Today was her big day.  Vacation.  Mommy, Daddy, Lisa, Africa….Heaven.  They were on their way to the airport; and Lisa was excited.

Lisa had learned a lot in her nine years, she watched tv, read books, played games with her parents; nothing escaped her.  Maybe...just maybe, that is what saved her on this exciting day.

She had fallen asleep in the back seat of the car, to the low rumbling of the engine as the vehicle moved with a rhythmical bump bump bump over the freeway.  She was relaxed and excited,…

Stumbling into the light.

I saw you
before I was new.

You glowed faintly
beautiful, soft, inviting.

I saw you

And you…

You drove me to the light.

The unforgiving, harsh, irreversible light of knowledge.

You drove me with your kind words and harsh hands;
forced me with your unforgiving touch and tainted soul.

You!

You took the coveted darkness of my innocence;
You threw me, ever so cruelly, into the light.

And now I stumble ahead.
The light is too bright, too harsh;
it blinds me, and strips me of my defenses.

I am new.
I am naked.
I am lost.

I do not belong here....
not yet.

But the light is irreversible,
I cannot…

A river RAn Through It

I live in Southern California. People here may be more aware of the need for conserving water that in other “wetter” places. Overall, water conservation is vital. I’m not talking about doomsday prophecies about not having any water to drink, but I’m talking about how much the need for water has effected everything else around us. Even things that are seemingly unconnected.

The following article I wrote is proof of this phenomenon. One of the hot topics in this years election is the immigration issue. What do we do? Close our borders? Deport illegals? Grant amnesty? Who knows. Let this article…