I’m never enough
An empty cup full of fear
Not empty enough
—D.D. #465 8.31.12
I’m never enough
An empty cup full of fear
Not empty enough
—D.D. #465 8.31.12
I am unraveled
Breasts drying up without lips
Baby thrives sans moi
—D.D. #464 8.8.12
A wise woman walks
Wild fires raise chaos
Her peace burns; steady
—D.D. #463 7/7/12
Fat Full Moon Belly
Sways into the starlit sky
Bright and wet and hot
—D.D. #462 7/6/12
I much teach my son:
There’s more in me than can show
First, I must teach me
—D.D. #461 7/5/12
Love does not take work
Yet feeding its hunger may
I choose food with care
—D.D. #460 7/4/12
I’m the sum of life
Not a heap of unstrung threads
Or list of undones.
—D.D. #459 7/3/12
Mindful and awake
I am not free of this fear
Yet it drifts, bird-like
—D.D. #458 7.2.12
Narrative effect:
Welcoming my deep waters
Is stillness, blue calm
—D.D. #457 7.1.12
For my charlatan
Whose ministrations heal me
I part the waters
—D.D. #456 6.30.12
I don’t know what’s lost
Still I try to let it go
A butterfly’s drift
—D.D. #455 6.29.12
Limited vision
Prevents clearness, compassion
Hearts open, then mend
—D.D. #454 6.28.12
Depression dictates:
Duck inside the rain and soak
Evaporate, float
—D.D. #453 6.27.12
He’s turned to face down
Readying himself for life
I shall follow him
—D.D. #452 6.26.12
Curly-hair blue eyes
Electric humor and wit
Sunlights unites us
—D.D. #451 6.25.12
