i write poetry (for an imaginary lover)
When a flesh and blood partner isn’t available, there are other ways to meet one’s needs… i write poetry (for imaginary lover) © 2019 punkie i write…
When a flesh and blood partner isn’t available, there are other ways to meet one’s needs… i write poetry (for imaginary lover) © 2019 punkie i write…
We all have em… ups & downs © 2019 punkie ups & downs i wonder at life’s ups and downs there seem to be a lot of things…
Boom. When it happens, it’s all in the game of love. The game of love – Santana Tell me Just what you want me to be One…
I’m kinda cranky with the universe these days cuz I’m not gittin what I want! I’ve tried being patient, but my patience is being tried: it’s been like this for…
The first time it was clear to me that I was not part of my own family was the summer of 2005, six months after Bobby and I had…
This post was originally written and first published in May 2013. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Amazing grace. The words “lost and found” always make me think of amazing grace. Not of…
Losing your home is like having your heart ripped out. You feel lost, betrayed and battered. Suddenly robbed of everything familiar, you stand alone in the wasteland of what once…
this poem just died © 2019 punkie this poem just died © 2019 Susan Macaulay . I invite you to share my poetry and posts widely, but please do…
Today, January 28, 2019, is my sixty-third birthday. Below are some of the things, in no particular order, that I’m grateful for today and every day. When I started…
“Hey! Look at that!” Bobby’s driving, so he sees him first. It’s about 9:30 p.m. on a late summer’s eve sometime in the 1990s, and we’ve just pulled into…