Miss Chatham

They walk together in the parkat three fifteen each day.Miss Chatham and Euphorbiaquietly make their way.One loved in life, one never held,both showing time’s decay Some note quietly, as they pass,this singular mismatched pair.The lady clothed in Sunday bestand her friend’s wild wispy hair.Both alone, but twinned for life,Miss Chatham and her teddy bear.

Adoption

She holds a distant memoryof when a heartbeat matched her own.A summer secret locked inside,a child barely known. A small, now faded picture holds,a truth in grey and white.A daughter held for one short day,one silent tear-torn night. To give a life, to hold a lifeto bear but never see,the future that the world might hold,for theContinue reading “Adoption”

Alone

A sirens sounds for the daily dance,a game that is carelessly played.In covert signs and coded words,Liaisons are sought, alliances made. But those who don’t hear, or don’t know the rules,are lost in this masquerade. By day they are silent, in the evening alone,weaving dreams that may never see light.Mouthing the words of songs theyContinue reading “Alone”

Skipping Rhyme for Today

Simply chant to the rhythm of a traditional skipping rhyme – use a skipping rope if it helps. Girls are brilliant,boy are too, but I am neither,pink nor blue. Lesbian, gay,transgender, biqueer, non-binary,A P I Call me zenot he or she,neutral pronounsthey suit me. Don’t judge meI’m not like you,I don’t need a labelin yourContinue reading “Skipping Rhyme for Today”