Category Poetry

Sage’s Dream

A recent excavation of accumulated desk papers revealed the following treasure: a sticky note. It wasn’t just any sticky note, though; it was one on which I’d scribbled down then-three-year-old Sage’s description of a dream he’d had the night before. I’d been struck at the time by the haiku-like beauty of his words, and I […]

The Robin Rescue

If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain. Emily Dickinson I couldn’t help thinking of this poem as my son and his […]

Dark piano

Dark piano come to me you should not be as dark as me. The preceding line was Sage’s first poetry, picked out letter by painful letter on the keyboard. (He knew how to spell the words, but since he hasn’t learned keyboarding skills yet, he didn’t know where the letters were located. I was chagrined […]