Poems

Sister On The Path

you got into me between winter and spring i was happy with you sister on

don’t help me you’re slowing me down stop saying

I massage my stiff neck and soak my tired feet rest when my back hurts

Heart is a muscle I train it by loving Love is a muscle I train

hands have back and forth and flesh in between wars have us and them and

A new day has popped open full of music and rhythm Last night is gone