Cereus Joys of Caretaking

Cereus Joys of Caretaking

From the prickly situation
delicate bursts of gentle
beauty  like love’s sweet
whisper emerges
in night’s darkness
From the bristly service
everyday full of tasks
fraught with jabbing
thorns of duty and grief 
born of love’s responsibility
In the still hours gloom
past twilight’s settling
tired hands tremble
as the heart of the matter
calls forth beauty
Love blooms once more
aching comfort in 
a hushed moments rest
The delicate cereus cactus blooms burst forth in the night. Being the caretaker for a declining family member has it’s moments. —Dena


Skipping It

“Skip it,” ladybug declared
as she rushed out of her nest
Heading out to be busy
Around 10 o’clock
she was really sorry
she had said that
And even sorrier
that she had indeed
“Skipped it”
Empty bravado
begets less

than it might seem

Soul Food

Once and awhile
they simply liked to “veg out”

Hunkering down
to a good cup
of warm tea
and a good book

It is food like that
that soars the soul
to new adventures