Sue Santiago
Children's Writer & Sometimes Poet
Hope Rising
Wisp
tall in stature, small in presence folding, bending, curling, tucking shrinking smaller still seeking security of shadow retreating into recesses until a wisp of self remains dissipated by a blown kiss (c) 2022 Sue Santiago all rights reserved
One in 8 Billion
little me in this great big world grateful to have a voice in the mind, in the heart of the most important people in this great big world to me (c) 2022 Sue Santiago all rights reserved
Wispy Reminder
There's a wispy sheet of cloud Just out of arm's reach It slides to the left It slides to the right It turns counterclockwise Making the world roll sideways When it hovers above Like a shifting xray I feel seen beyond My jeans and t-shirt To the truth of me In all my shades of gray ©2022 Sue Santiago all rights reserved
Worth It
even if eternity is only a moment of absolute, pure love that is enough that is everything ©2022 Sue Santiago all rights reserved
Scents & Sensuality
Photo by Lada Rezantseva
Delayed Response
On windy days
my words ride and swirl
dip then climb
before reaching my child's ears
in her reading tree
(c) 2022 Sue Santiago all rights reserved
Momma Used to Say
You have two ears and one mouth use them in that proportion When you're pointing your finger at someone else, You're pointing three fingers back at yourself Never show up empty handed Mind your manners, Remember whose you are. It's good to have lots of friends but keep your own mind I cut your sandwich in half so you can share with a friend without People can't hear you if you're yelling at them Everything's okay when you obey Did we forget? (c) 2022 Sue Santiago all rights reserved
High Price of Hypocrisy
One side says, Protect the embryo And the rights of the shooter One side says, All are welcome, But not white Christians One side says, Ban books Keeps guns One side says, Safeguard stories Censor people One side says Love others, unless . . . Don't judge, except . . . When we lose The United in these States of America The outcome is inevitable Can there be room For passion and peace Uniqueness and unity? Without the common ground, Strongest in our overlap, Divided we will be, deservedly fallen It's a choice. ©2022 Sue Santiago all rights reserved
Keep It Simple
My protectors sure wore themselves out and need some sleep. Maybe I should pop some popcorn. hehehe
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