´'What do I need feet for when I have wings to fly?'' -Frida Kahlo
I met them today. Not all of them, of course Mostly their parents, as they stood back shyly Talked more with their siblings, young and chatty I met them. My students arrived. I will guide them in learning, help them find answers to their questions, and be one of the most important adults in their …
I. The orange sun descending, nestling its sleepy head into the curves of the earth. The plains dusted with pink haze. The sky kisses one corner then stretches to meet the sun just before it departs. The day ends as our time here arrives. II. The same dust collects on the shampoo bottle left in …
I grew up in a family with two older brothers, my mom, and my dad. My parents are still married and I am close with my brothers. For much of my childhood, my family structure was the only kind I knew. As a young girl, I didn't realize the lessons on families that I wasn't …
This type of poem is called diamonte. Click here for its structure. Birthdays Cheerful, lively Celebrating, honoring, hugging Another year passed, A loved one lost Celebrating, honoring, hugging Peaceful, heavy Funerals
In my heart a garden grows wild, beautiful, and free The richness feeds my spirit Where I'm allowed to be me I step inside, barefoot and awakened On the outer edges, dense clumps abound Strong, thick irises have been there a lifetime Their roots dig deep, wrapping back and around Alongside them are soft, round …
