Mom's Place

Slipping through the air with artificial

lights to guide me.  Pulling courage

from spots I place my feet.  Traveling

alone by foot through life. 

Listened to the Governor say, "We need 

to clean up the river to maintain

our sense of place."  This is our place.

Who speaks for any place?

Only a poet?  Each person votes 
with their feet and the decisions they make every day.
What decisions do I make when I write?

Roll me up in a ball with the golden

thread.  Take me on a journey through words

of time and space to Mom's place.