
Mid-life


Poetry Fragment: Bodies at Rest and In Motion

Poetry Fragment: Bodies at Rest and In Motion

The Truth About Beauty
This was written in 2016. It may resonate for some of you. At 2 am this morning I gave up the battle with insomnia after lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, my thoughts racing. It was time to acknowledge that sleep was again elusive, a fickle lover for at least the next few hours. … Continue reading The Truth About Beauty

First Day of Classes
back in the classroom after many years arguably the oldest person in the room although not the only student over 22, thankfully i am pretty certain that the young man in the corner is autistic or has asperger’s syndrome i spent many years of life as a therapist my "spidey sense" still attuned to the anxiety disorders, … Continue reading First Day of Classes

Metamorphosis
I have led many interesting lifetimes Different cities Different jobs Different lovers Different friends Some of these lifetimes Unbeknownst to me then Were only brief rest stops Before moving on I have always left Too easily I think Never as sentimental As I feel like I should be Other lifetimes I have inhabited … Continue reading Metamorphosis