It’s been quite a while since I posted anything.  My mother died last October and I have felt quite silent since then.  But I wrote this little poem the other day.  Don’t ask me to explain it because I can’t.  Maybe it will mean something to you.  It expresses something for me that I am coming to understand, but don’t quite yet have myself:

 Boundaries

My first line of defense
Has been boundaries

And boundaries do keep
The dragons – the bogeymen
and women out

But they also lock me in

SIN

How do I open the gate
and breathe in some
Fresh air?

How do I walk down
The street un-
Afraid?

 (c) JEHW