Poetry book “Remnants” to be published, but not in December 2025

So…have you ever started a project, and then you lose steam just when you think you’re sailing smoothly along? Yeaah, so that happened. I am still working on this project, but it will not be published at the end of this year.

Unfortunately, work and health and life have gotten in the way, but to be honest, though, I do feel somewhat excited to have a project to focus on in the winter months…if we all happen to survive by then, of course.

To reiterate…
This is a collection of new material from the last few years exploring the ‘what’s been left behind’ from my college years, who I am now, and the joys and struggles of being an adult. There are themes of feminism, mental health, self-doubt… and some silly poems about the weather, of course.

Look for it soon…publish date, TBD. I might also post less poetry content as I get my ideas together, but that’s a maybe. I feel like there is still a lot to say.

Not final cover. TBD!


In case you missed it, my other poetry book, Walking in Cemeteries, can be found on Amazon here.

security blanket

the neighbor’s dogs

didn’t want it

our golden retriever

didn’t either

but every night

our chocolate lab

carries it off the deck

brown and half-deflated

faded from the sun

it enjoys the ride

out into the yard

Koda’s ears perk up

his stance, square and at the ready

something snaps in the woods

he shakes his head

and growls with enthusiasm

the basketball shakes to and fro

it’s a good feeling

to be needed

as an adult

when i was little
i had someone tell me
“don’t be so eager to grow up”

i’ve had others judge me
like growing up was a competition
that i would fail at

and while i feel old and young
than i ever did before
it doesn’t change
the sadness that overwhelms me

growing up is over with
being an adult
happens now
and i
don’t
want
it

ADHD

and just like that

my thoughts disappear

they’ve gone somewhere

no longer here

I’d pull them back

if I could

my brain a block of solid wood

there’s no squish here

all grain and seed

maybe I should read

or was there something that I need

One thought, then the next, they bleed

meeting roadblocks and potholes

of ADHD

In case you missed it…new poetry book “Remnants” to be published December 2025!

This project is coming along!

This will be a collection of new material from the last few years exploring the ‘what’s been left behind’ from my college years, who I am now and the joys and struggles of being an adult. There are themes of feminism, mental health, self-doubt…and some silly poems about the weather, of course.

Not final cover. TBD!

There will be more posts about this project later on in the next few months.

In case you missed it, my other poetry book, Walking in Cemeteries, can be found on Amazon here.

another playtime

the wind sighs through the window
a gust of promises
smelling like a friend
our chocolate lab lifts his graying muzzle to it
soft ears blown back
he breathes deep
there’s no telling
what secrets
the wind whispers to him
maybe it says, come and play

our golden retriever crouches low
the sunlight catches his fur like liquid gold

he wiggles his butt again and then
they’re off!

introvert

you’re too loud
too abrupt
you finish your sentences
at the end of a question mark

maybe your words
don’t come off
as polite as they should be

you talk too much

maybe
I’m just so sick
of stuffing my personality
down in the dark
where no one can see it

and I’m tired
of being afraid
that I’ll say the wrong thing
I’ll upset someone
they won’t like me

like the stars
that never turn off in the day time
invisible but
always there

and maybe I don’t want to shine always
but I’m sick of turning my light off
so others can, too