Category Archives: Poems

We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,— This debt we pay to human guile; With torn and bleeding hearts we smile, And mouth with myriad subtleties. Why should the world be over-wise, In counting all our tears and sighs? Nay, let them only see us, whileContinue reading “We Wear the Mask”

She has a comely form  and a smile that brightens her dorm . . . but she’s grossly unthin  when seen from within;  soon a grief stricken campus will mourn.  Yet she’d never once criticize  a friend for the size of her thighs.  Do unto others— sisters and brothers?  Yes, but also ourselves, likewise. WrittenContinue reading “Self Reflection”

Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow — You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the lessContinue reading “A Dream Within a Dream”

Time will say nothing but I told you so  Time only knows the price we have to pay;  If I could tell you I would let you know.  If we should weep when clowns put on their show,  If we should stumble when musicians play,  Time will say nothing but I told you so.  ThereContinue reading “If I Could Tell You”

“You ain’t free,” said one of my mentors as we shared a martini at one of her favorite Manhattan restaurants many years ago. This fabulous dame, call her my Auntie Mame, lived a very rich, eccentric life full of interesting people and experiences across the world including diplomatic stints at the United Nations at oneContinue reading “reborn free”

And the people stayed home. And read books, and listened, and rested, and exercised, and made art, and played games, and learned new ways of being, and were still. And listened more deeply. Some meditated, some prayed, some danced.Some met their shadows.And the people began to think differently.And the people healed. And, in the absenceContinue reading “And The People Stayed Home”

Who can change what it is to be me? The owl, hidden there in a night’s beauty, a beauty that most don’t even try to see.  I am a deceiver in the shadows who can show you a different light, and open your eyes, once closed. Come nearer. I am not known to bite; thereContinue reading “I Am An Owl”

in the trees watching intently – wisdom Written by bridgetjanejone

I counted my years & realized that I have Less time to live by, Than I have lived so far. I feel like a child who won a pack of candies: at first he ate them with pleasure But when he realized that there was little left, he began to taste them intensely. I haveContinue reading “My Soul Has A Hat”

There is so much fear, and perhaps rightfully so, about COVID-19. And, what if… If we subscribe to the philosophy that life is always working out for us, that there is an intelligence far greater than humans at work… That all is interconnected. What if… the virus is here to help us? To reset. ToContinue reading “WHAT IF”