sunrises on the road
October 11, 2014 § 4 Comments
I’ve lost count
of the sunrises on the road and walking
as if to the river but to the infirmary as if on the path but
in the hall as if from my kitchen but from the cafeteria as if
with my favorite morning mug but a styrofoam cup instead
as if medicine woman grandmother curandero nurse
the sun paints my face
& I smile as how short is the distance or long
from one vision to the next
published in REMEMBERING OUR FUTURE
PenHouseInk vol 3, 2004
here.say. 
Thank you, Judi.
I would love to buy a copy of one of your books! Your words have inspired me for many years and continue to guide me on my own personal journey of reawakening.
thank you singlemomsocialworkstudent!
as if brown sandal tan lines blue paper slipper
This poem though. Thanks again, Judi. And Google. Brighter every day.