A Tummy Ache

"What shall I do about a tummy ache," the text read.

"Call me," my smart ass reply, believing only in

the passing ache of too much deep fried goodness. 

Arriving home your palor,  told a story of no ordinary deep fried 

delights pain,  fear found me, reminding me of killer tummy aches, 

stole San Fransiisco dreams, yelling selfish, deserved suffering refrains. 

Notice me joy called, mindful awareness swept through the leaves, 

waves washed solace, acceptance 

does not mean liking it.  Life's invitation to further growth, opening to the way ahead

swimming through waves, sunbeams, cool breezes 

merge.

gkn August.2015

For Flighty

"Born on the plane," your mother says, 

The nurse, offered a name.

Wedding stories, of your strength, your perseverance,

your beauty, 

so obvious here today, 

shine through, 

shone in my life for 10 years now, 

an airport our first place of meeting, 

you became my beloved fourth daughter

your son my first grandchild.

Today a grand feast, a celebration of

love, your gift.

Gathered together after years of separation, 

community! 

Crossing  lines 

divisions not accepted here

peace 

connection.

War no more.

Your life takes another step forward. 

Bless you my girl! 

Oh, how beloved you are! 

Blessed am I among women.

August 2015 gkn