When I Had You There was that time when I had you a few minutes or maybe a few days rocking when I rocked or when I simply walked away ...

(Photo credit: Jerri Lynn Sparks) Sometimes life illuminates at just the right moment at just the right angle quickly but quietly to...

A poem about my Cherokee grandmother What I remember most is the sizzle of fatback as it hit the cast iron skillet The scent of bacon...

A poem about the last kiss... I wake up before sun and strangers in winter and wander Before duties and dangers and things that I ponder...

A poem about silence We sat silently reading in the rain the soft drip-drip-drippity-drips being the only sound in our ears And I was...