Musings of a Water Nymph

What is it about the new leaf-- That pale, fragile beauty  So small against the vast sky? It calls me and draws me away To a sweete...

Will isolation make me acquainted With the details of my backyard-- Like my tree's journey from spring to winter Or the pattern o...

TO BE MIXED You're not a minority! Sure your hair has kink, Your skin is brown, Your nose is broad-ish. But you're not a...

So this is one of my few poems not about the River. I am a hospice nurse. While I love my job, sometimes certain patients stay in your heart...

This poem is an ode to my journey of brokenness, strength and deliverance. I was born and raised in a cult where I worked very hard to cha...

Welcome to my poetry blog! On this blog are poems that I've been inspired to write over the last several years. My poems are inspired by...

When I am gone, Don't lament that  We never said goodbye. For I am as the flower That disappears into The breeze-- A bea...