This collection of poetry is divided into a trinity of themes about life with a clowder of felines, life as a single parent, life in a world of creativity, all-encompassing unconditional love, heartbreak, and the wonder of a loving relationship with the world we live in.
A few thoughts on being a single parent. Muddleheads in keeping with Grandparents Day was inspired by native American legends and stories about Grandmothers.
Muddleheads
In legend there is a little spirit
called the Mouse Woman
and when your child is in trouble
she will always come to the rescue
begin there, today and tomorrow
setting mouse traps
as soft as your arms can hold
and bait them with years to come
You know that time is patient
You know that it is stalking
the body of your child
like a bad day dream
waiting for you to fall asleep
the heartaches and traumas
you can mend and put away
it’s squeezing love out of dark clouds –
but you know that
handing him over and over again
while you wait the distance
in the sterile corridors of your heart
while you watch for the slightest sign
that your child will always be
running home to your arms
the invisible nibbles away
at the little things that make us human
It is said, the Mouse Woman
has little patience with muddleheads,
but when your children are in trouble
the tiny spirit will come to their rescue
begin there
setting mouse traps
as soft as your arms can hold
and bait them with tears of joy