Somewhere between 1983 and 1985, I wrote this poem. Again, despite all the tears brought on by grueling life lessons, pain, and worry about how to prove myself to all humanity, I let go and wrapped myself in warm,…
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Reflections of My Heart: Ebbing and Flowing
Here is another poem from a relationship I thought could stand the test of time. But it didn’t. After college in 1985, I thought, maybe, just maybe, this time things would work out. Maybe this time, this relationship would be…
Reflections of My Heart: Dusting
In 1985, I glimpsed memories of all I had been through. Some good. Some not. They came over me in a twinkling, shining with a gleam, then changed from bright to faint for a moment, a moment in which I…
Reflections of My Heart: Divine Cruelty
In my heart, sometime between 1980 and 1983, those hard years for me, I attuned myself to hearing when people became cruel and willfully caused pain, emotional hurt, and trauma. Today, I can pick it up immediately. Nothing can ever…
Reflections of My Heart: Days
One day in 1984, as I sat in the stillness of my home, alone and pondering my life, I thought of my past and whether I would ever have the opportunities non-disabled people took for granted. Here I was in…
Reflections of My Heart: Dawn Rises No More
I wrote this poem in 1982, a time when I felt as if my years on this earth, and everything I did to prove myself, ripened only intermittently, as if my discipline and effort meant nothing. I got occasional glimpses…
Reflections of My Heart: Darkened Seas
Once again, I coped with the blows of life, the inability to make my dreams happen. It was 1984, not the novel but the year, but just as gloomy as the book. The gray sea expressed how I felt inwardly.…
Reflections of My Heart: Crying Rain
I wrote this haiku, back in 1984. It was a weekend, after studying. We were at my home in West Hollywood this time. Since Robert and I both loved walking in the gentle rain, and it was only a five-minute…
Reflections of My Heart: Crossing Boundaries
I wrote this poem for a friend of over twenty years. Then his life became consumed with trouble and he disappeared. He could not allow me to comfort him or give him support. Then one day, four years ago, when…
Reflections of My Heart: Coverlet
While in college, I read Wenonah’s Blanket by Peggy Elaine Browning, about a coverlet that kept people safe from hurt and harm. The story warmed my heart, and after reading it, every time I went though a life-altering experience, I…