I am slowly going through Elizabeth’s writing, wanting to share more here, as I know she wanted to share her work with the world. It’s a way for me to know that she was real, that she existed, to keep her spirit fed and nurtured, though it’s also painful for me. This one she wrote […]
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Summer Squash – poem by Elizabeth Blue
Summer Squash by Elizabeth Blue, 9/1/08, age 18 (a class assignment) When the sun grows full and ripe in the morning sky. When the cracked Earth begins to soften and thaw. It is then that I shall emerge from the hard shell of my birth My pod. My seed. It is then that I shall […]
Read moreThe Shadow Side of Love
I’m crying before I even start to type. I’ve been avoiding this blog for months, knowing this post needs to be written and holding off as long as possible. It’s hard to write about the difficult aspects of my relationship with my first-born daughter Elizabeth, and yet I feel compelled to paint a full picture, […]
Read morePraying ~ Mary Oliver
PRAYING It doesn’t have to be the blue iris, it could be weeds in a vacant lot, or a few small stones; just pay attention, then patch a few words together and don’t try to make them elaborate, this isn’t a contest but the doorway into thanks, and a silence in which another voice may […]
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Luminous Blue 