Category Archives: My Poetry

My Sons.

  Chipped teeth and stinky socks Sticks, rocks and worn out shoes Pine tree forts and building blocks And this Mommy's heart imprisoned by love's locks.

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Unrequited.

Naked king, you're still pretendingwaving a stick over a mud pie village. Once you grabbed my faithand broke it over your knee. I let you do it, I was scaredand I so wanted to please you. You paid me in … Continue reading

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No Goodbyes.

I slept and dreamt of youand of the handful of words you gave me. They are strung across the hallways of my dreamstwinkling at me above the sand dunes of years. It's piling up at my feet and blowing in … Continue reading

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Mommy Warrior.

When mother and father forsook memy Daddy took me in.When my screams were silencedmy Daddy heard me. When babies like me were thrown awaymy Daddy treasured us on that scary day. My Daddy has listened to our criesrising up before … Continue reading

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Sonnet For My (you don’t write about me on your blog, do you?) Husband

How do I love thee, let me count the dazeof midnight feeds with squally newborn twins.Those screaming fits? They say it’s just a phase,like diaper rash or dimpled double chins.And yet true love cannot real true love be‘til bed be … Continue reading

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Better Than Sacrifice

This silent, simple servicea gentle gift of beauty,to bloom with quiet purposedespite going unnoticed. 5.22.07 Elizabeth Esther p.s. yes Mateo, I wrote this, too. and i took the picture! p.p.s. these beautiful purple flowers are in full-bloom along an empty … Continue reading

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Lent Reflections, A Poem [by me]

My sin it was that nailed Him therethat crown of thorns was mine to bear. He the Lamb and I the traitorHe the lover and I the hater. What love upheld Him on that tree?‘Twas love unbounded, love for me. … Continue reading

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Unfettered Souls

When fettered souls unfettered golike climbers from a whiteout snowemerging blindly from the coldtheir winter’d souls have grown so old. As passing thru a filmy veilcheeks gone white, a deathly palethey breathe at last in light of daythe sting of … Continue reading

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