Children's Writer & Sometimes Poet
Perhaps it's the war with the death of a son with the sacrifice of a father Perhaps it's the year of query of beautiful story without a reader of skillfully written, but -- Perhaps it's months of illness and having little to control and having less to try This creative desert only deepens my thirst drives my next step ©2022 Sue Santiago all rights reserved
In the shade of the Rotem I catch my breath rest, relief, recover just enough to move forward, journey on trust the story, remember hurt, healing, hope then offer shade to another on this rugged route to give just enough care, comfort, encouragement to carry on (c) 2022 Sue Santiago all rights reserved
steady now the birds collect twigs the trees bud with promise the grass stands vibrant the wind arrives gentle and new hang tight ©2022 Sue Santiago all rights reserved
when i'm stuck lost in my world wandering along twisting spaghetti brain lanes i get caught in a loop need You to straighten my thinking, keeping me moving forward, teaching me to roll through a stumble to deliver some truth ©2022 Sue Santiago all rights reserved
we writers sometimes poets players of words collectors of ideas pluck from the muck pull pearls string bracelets to seduce the muse ©2022 Sue Santiago all rights reserved
She's every bit the confident woman Her clothes are pressed hair styled, shoulders back, chin up She has her purpose mission-minded, laser-focused, prepared She's every bit the confident woman Across the table sits her mirror image in younger form They sip their coffee, click keyboards, shuffle papers, tackle to-dos She's every bit the confident woman She instructs her daughter in ways of life, of work, of world Maybe a little jealous her daughter's insight, strength, sense-of-self Becoming every bit the confident woman her mother only feigns (C)2022 Sue Santiago all rights reserved