Monthly Archives: February 2009

Cripple is fine as a word When used crip to crip But not as a taunt Or a slam Then cripple just ripples Hate and disdain Of me – as I am. Copyright 2009 A Different Light

Your lovely hair Curled around my fingers Dark, wispy, wet From my tears It is all I recognize of you Hair doesn’t grow on the dead The skin retracts with time As life subsides Suddenly – yet not- Death owns … Continue reading →

Sally with a blue robe, silver hair, bright eyes Frank with suspenders falling down the sleeves of a red shirt, bald, smiling They meet in the dayroom of the nursing home Hold hands Tell stories of the world out there … Continue reading →