School

i learned there’s no guilt
like the guilt of motherhood
my Tuesday lesson

tossing and turning
don’t turn remorse into gold
they make me feel old

whispers in the hall
worse than when i was in school
oh wait–i’m here. school.

we mock others’ pain
forgetting our own swallows
mixed up with sorrows

three deaths, intervention
wrap up semester’s longing
for life, a new life

we all want sunsets
bright red-circle memories
to bring back our youth

then we’d be in school
that captive institution
we couldn’t flee from

my Tuesday lesson:
mouth shut, sunsets disappear
mouth open, truth shines

Still

post-holiday blues
hit harshly with shocking news
life is bought… and used

i want to reach her
change winter into summer
make her heart stronger

instead i break words
exchange lies for the absurd
to still what they’d heard

it is a mistake
the asked-for silence i break
lies i cannot take

they’ll still question me
my face burning by degrees
bring me to my knees

have i lost a friend?
or would this have been her end?
demons she will tend

on the other side
of the shadow where she hides
i’m still on her side

Do the Math

so many years back
you sat behind me in math
and offered friendship

now my girls grumble
dress-ups and smiles now gone
where are my children?

i want them to live
to love like each day’s their last
will they forgive me?

i’m not eleven
though i remember too well
that ache from within

when nothing quite fits
but the soul you’re searching for
that you just can’t find

i want the smile
the go-with-me-anywhere
girls who i once had

i guess they’re gone now
lost in electronic maze
hearts closed to new friends

she looks just like you
it’s what i hear every day
just do the math, friend

she’s nothing like me
more brazen and justified
not like you and i

La Casa de Bernarda Alba

for oppressed women
suicide is the answer
to questioned love

Reformation

jury’s our last hope
but freedom doesn’t ring here
let’s chime a new bell

with the sweet timber
of metallic liturgy
that brought us this dream

Critters

afternoon ruined
by fits, girl drama, hot tears
door slams all around

revised plans depress
the youngest, innocent one
my couch cuddler

how red her eyes were
to think her sister was gone
how she loves us all

the mountains must wait
for a happier moment
free from prep tantrums

there is no freedom
from parent complexity
there is only hope

an afternoon saved
by the Pearl Street critters
that bring back our youth

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Breaking Point

Friday before break
in the land of exciting
reading on the couch

his war words haunt me
how slow and painful, peace
yet so undeadly

happy hour laughs
and three bickering daughters
wish they were babies

this sums my Friday
balance between love and war
lord let us find peace

La Única Raza: Humanidad

with I-dare-you stance:
If Congress has a problem?
Then just pass a bill

finally some guts
i’ve been waiting six years to
meet my President

to me, they’re my kids
being ripped from mama’s arms
that’s why i hear him

please just pass a bill
bipartisan human love
to connect us all

Chemical Wordfare

for liberty’s sake
chemicals dropped from the sky
burn the communists

our government saves
the young boys it sent to war
now dying old men

but in Viet Nam?
cancer, deformities, death
are all we offer

Monday’s lesson stings
the words of a war veteran
burn like Agent Orange

How Hard to Admit

silent tears again
this time my middle child
(won’t accept status)

to watch them slide down
i want to take my words back
then she wouldn’t cry

she is not like them
that’s why she reads it alone
and cries without words

later, smile on,
look, Mama, i hung my card
her tears forgotten

and so they will hang
the weight of one decade now
how hard the truth stings

how hard to admit
to my ten-year-old child
how surprised i was

i know why she cries
with that outward sister grin
an old soul, she knows

she’ll treasure those words
more than her Monster High doll
or anything else

birthday reminder
of surprising miracles
that shape who we are

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