Digital “painting” created with an image taken by the poet, 28 October 2017, using E-600 Olympus Zuiko Digital ED 14–42mm F3.5–5.6, ISO 200, 14mm, ƒ10, 1/500s. https://soundcloud.com/momzillanc/what-is-heaven?si=63ad6a272182427cbd0a54ff829dc795&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing What Is Heaven? Everyone is on their way somewhereOn the road of an orchestrated lifeWe all know Death is inevitableBut Death is not our destinyOur destiny is to be … Continue reading What Is Heaven?
A poem for Valentine’s 2023, for my husband of 31+ years. You bring forth soul songinspire poetry from my soulOur love speaks heart to heartin tender, whispered kissesThese old bones revel in each otherWe revel our love’s embrace All my true joys found in your ebony eyesdevotion unparalleled down the yearsTogether, we bask in comfortable silencesAs … Continue reading Where Home is Found
A poem about the seconds and heartbeats of Death, Life, and Love. Tic-tic, tic-tic, tic-tic Tic-tic goes the clockrunning down the daysdraining away in hourslives winding downto ends of reckoning Tic-tic, tic-tic, tic-tic Tic-tic goes the clocktroubles in our waysrelieved by dancing hoursLife’s clock unwoundDeath’s embrace beckoning Tic-tic, tic-tic, tic-tic Tic-tic goes the clockwith the … Continue reading Seconds
Uvalde The Children of Uvalde While Arrendondo fiddled… Arrendondo fiddled with keys Seventy-seven minutes…Parents threatenedthreatened with arrestthreatened with tasingover the sound of screamschildren’s screamsand the man-child’s gunshotsParents forced to bearforced to hear, to listenforced for seventy-seven minutesforced to listen to the screamsthe screams… the screams… the silenceof their slaughtered children While Arrendondo fiddled…Arrendondo fiddled with keys … Continue reading Seventy-Seven Minutes
The Russian missles rained down… bombs falling on civilians. Fragments were found to have "for the children" painted one them in Russian.
FOR MY SON Image taken by the poet Never give up… Never give in…With determination and perseverance you’ll win.Boredom saps your drive and makes you lame;You’ll never lie down to win your game.Stand fast, play hard, loyal and true…Only perseverance can carry you through.Wildness and abandon will take you away;From your right path you’ll be … Continue reading Perseverance
Photo by Laura Kapfer on Unsplash Oh… give me a real bookAh… the creaking of the bindingthe cover becoming a walla barrier from humdrum nowLet me feel its weight in my handsI want to sink into its pages reveling in the smell of ithear the crinkling of its pagesas I lovingly turn each oneevery page a bright doora door … Continue reading Books… Books… Oh! More Books!
As we stand with Ukraine, I especially mourn for the mothers. And, I weep for the Russian mothers who may not even be able to claim the bodies of their fallen because their government denies those deaths.
A poem of finally finding real love and a true soul mate.
Mmy grandfather said once, about how it felt returning from Korea… [that] everyone expected him to just get over it and put it behind him; and, that their expectation was "like a knife in the gut."