Farewell -- This was a poem that I initially wrote after a romantic breakup. A while later, after my father passed away, I was considering entering it in a contest and realized that it said what I felt about losing my father. I adapted it and submitted it in loving memory to him. It ended up being published.
Why Not? -- This was inspired because I experience so many people who are afraid to say the words "I love you." In a romantic situation, the men I have spoken to feel that once they say this, it sets up certain expectations on the part of their partner. What I say is, "Rubbish! If you love -- you love. You can't 'care' about someone and not love them."
For Kathryn -- Kathryn was a dear friend of my mother. Although 12 years older than me, we were very close and shared many interests, including the mystery of life after death. She was only in her forties, when she passed away suddenly in her sleep. Deeply in shock, I wrote this in her memory shortly afterwards. She has since made her presence known to me in various ways, proving that what we both believed was true. Her friendship was a gift to me and remains to be to this day.
Come Again Sometime -- This poem speaks about a relationship that was perhaps not yet what I would have liked, but was willing to accept for what it was -- moment to moment.
Tell Me Why -- This is about my struggle with myself and my dreams and goals in life.
Dreams For Two -- This is really self-explanatory. I had it printed in our program when I married my second husband.
A Time-- This was the first relationship I had with someone after divorcing my first husband. I went into it with certain expectations, to find out that there are some people in the world who do not know how to be truthful.
Collusion -- It was Autumn and I was feeling melancholy at the prospect of winter. I was also listening to one of Elton John's albums. One of the songs talked about, 'No not there, over the hedgerows.' The term hedgerows is particularly English and it added to my melancholy, thinking about my homeland. So I decided to write a poem that spoke about all these things.
Daydreams -- I was in a particularly frisky mood and wanted to write about the dichotomy of life in general.
Alone-- Again, self explanatory. A poem about the same relationship as "A Time."
Feeling No Pain-- This reflects the age of the '70s. Smoking Marijuana was the popular thing to do, and I never could see the sense in it.
Peace, Deb-- In honor of my sister, with whom I continue to have many interesting hours of inspiration.
Blind Vision-- This speaks of my continued frustration with those who live unconscious lives.
Truth-- There's that "care" word again! This is around the time I came to acknowledge true feelings about loving someone. After I wrote this, I realized I was "settling" for a relationship that was not going where I wanted.
He's My Friend-- I had a dream where I was sitting in a large hall at a long table. I was alone. Suddenly, Christ was sitting opposite me at the table. I awoke with the desire to write this poem and it is my feeble attempt to speak of some of the revelations that were given to me. Part of it was that Jesus is our brother, our friend, who is simply part of the same family of God as all Mankind. He expressed to me that He would like everyone to think of Him that way -- that He once was human and understands all of human existence. He comforted me and instilled great hope, renewing my faith all over again. It was an extraordinary experience and one that I shall never forget. I was truly humbled by it and remain so to this day.
Glad Tidings-- I wrote this poem for a Christmas card that I designed one year. This season is such a special time of year for my family and me. It is a time when we celebrate Christ's birth through prayer and give thanks for the chance it gives us to draw near through mutual love, providing great comfort, peace and happiness to us all.
My Inspiration -- This is for a special person who enouraged me more than anyone else when I started designing my web site.
A Fragile Mind-- My feeble attempt to try and understand the complexities of mental illness.
