©2021 Susan Noyes Anderson

art by Kim Berggren

Always hold your
people close.
Don’t let them
stray too far.
Bear them within,
as a reminder
who you
really are.

©2021 Susan Noyes Anderson

Time heals all wounds
so they say,
but do these words
hold true?
If yes, this healing
plays me false, son,
when it comes
to you.

©2021 Susan Noyes Anderson

Rain just gotta fall some time.
Fierce rain just gotta fall.

©2010 Susan Noyes Anderson

Sailing this sleek, silver ship
across an ocean of mustard, scrub oak
and California wildflowers;
I can almost feel the wind in my face,
the sea spray on my cheeks,
the ballast in my sails.

©2021 Susan Noyes Anderson

The sun fell out of the sky one day.
I propped it up on a flow of words.
It hung in a rather precarious way,
fluttered about like a wind-tossed bird.

©2021 Susan Noyes Anderson

I like to think
he’s with us still,
a photo on the window sill,
a memory of days gone by,
a shadow in his sister’s eye.

©2021 Susan Noyes Anderson

Soon or late, life teaches lessons
few would choose to learn.
Ours is, at best, a rocky path
with many a twist and turn.

©2021 Susan Noyes Anderson

You are not on my Christmas list.
A sadder truth was never told.
Your dear name vanished in the mist
with nary a gift to wrap in gold
and no vestige of you to hold.