The Red
She bleated at my rhymes. I picked her droppings. She was nowhere, the morning of Eid-al-adha. Father returned, hauling the bulk in his arms. A stray dog followed, sniffing. Her… Read more »
Little Hunter
She purrs, slides from my lap, walks towards the kitchen.Hunkers down — ears thrust forward,back raised, tail twitching.I start. I am curious too. Written for #MicroMondays
Kiss Rehearsal
All eyes fix on the groom, Rob, as he enters the stage from the right. The tuxedo makes him look taller and handsomer. His light smile like his gelled hair… Read more »
Unadapted
Since I first held a pencilSun’s been perched between two mountainsSentries guarding its glareUntil one erodes, meets with EarthDates show a year has passed althoughMy eyes squint and blind everyday… Read more »
Teen Mom Lesson
I absorbed each word Relieved and exultant And silently imbibed The priceless Mom lesson I had learned: Never force a trickle Wait for the shower…. To read more visit ColumbusCityMomsBlog
Finally…
‘You recognize me?’ a voice asks on the telephone. The conversation dredges up twelve years of hurt, longings and unmet needs. Days of concession lunches and pointy fingers. Springs spent… Read more »
Before Sunrise
I look out the window at the chilly October night in the hilly city of Dehradun, India. An eerie silence pervades the otherwise bustling parking lot of the hospital. It… Read more »