What she doesn’t seem to know Is that I broke it off with you two weeks ago A letter that begins with “Dear John” Restating my intention to take action Letting go of the deep soul place I held sacred No one to blame, the commitment faded The stars were not aligned for us to … Continue reading Unwilling To Discount My Price
Life Stories
Prelude to a Kiss
I glance at my phone and feel a little thrill “Hi sweetie!” I last saw him in April Ah yes, I was getting my birthday tattoo “It’d be great if we could get together" “I look forward to seeing you, too.” *** We meet at my favorite dinner spot I’m playing it cool, yet feeling … Continue reading Prelude to a Kiss
I Made A Man Coffee This Morning
I made a man coffee this morning; Something in that comforting. Watched him drink it over conversation Much to my elation. It's been awhile since I started my day In this simple ritualistic way. It's how I envisioned my life Once upon a time. Sharing over a cup of joe Being intimately in the know. … Continue reading I Made A Man Coffee This Morning
Ditch The List
I am notorious for making lists. To-do lists, wish lists, lists of gaps in my wardrobe or decor, client deadline lists, etc. I am to a fault highly organized and punctual. I also have a repution for living my life with a can-do spirit and abundant optimism. So much so Lori's "la la land" was … Continue reading Ditch The List
An extra six inches…
"An extra six inches and free drinks for one year" she answered. I replied, "Well, who wouldn't want that!" ~Just L (September 18, 2018) Author's Note: I love a good double entendre and the perks of becoming a first class frequent flier.
I thank God for you everyday
I will never really know why you were drawn to pursue me. I mean beyond you saying I had positive energy. I am not sure why we met except to challenge each other on everything we have learned about love, life, and time. I am still attached to outcomes, and your "soon love" is not mine. … Continue reading I thank God for you everyday
Our Angels Must’ve Talked
Don’t know how we found each other Our angels must’ve talked “She likes the moon” “He does, too” “He doesn’t trust many” “She only lets in a few” “She’s been hurt” “He’ll make her whole” “He’s had a hard life” “She’s a young soul” “She loves the river” “He’s not one for the sand” “He … Continue reading Our Angels Must’ve Talked
Who Me? Yes You (Me, too)
In the wake of #metoo, poet Just L shares a deeply personal account involving sexual assault, drugs and rock n roll.
Love Has No Ethnicity
Yesterday, at SFO, while waiting for my daughter to clear customs, a man with a luggage cart stacked with clear-tape wrapped luggage, approached me and asked if he could use my phone to make a call to his wife. He showed me the handwritten number (I recognized it as a Bay Area phone number) written … Continue reading Love Has No Ethnicity
Thoughts from a chair in France
Seeing all of the #grateful posts (on Facebook and other social media) and my own grateful posts of years’ past, I am simply grateful that I am in another season. I know my life looks extraordinary and too often extraordinarily easy. To those who know and love me, they know this isn’t necessarily so. Some … Continue reading Thoughts from a chair in France
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