Letters to a Nurse #18

maybe the past has a way of reminding us

We’re not that far from who we used to be

I just wanted to say

Thank you for loving me

You’re a good nurse

A good friend

And when I’m with you

I feel so lucky

And when I’m not with you

I miss you…

I miss you…

The bed is empty without you here

Champagne can only do so much

I miss talking with you

Someone should really

Tell the others

What marriage is really like

How you have to grow

The unspoken rules

What you find yourself carrying

And how we change

no one else will do

Not a soul in a room

There’s only you…


All the flowers grow

At night


The roots

Grow deep

And we are not saints

The dust doesn’t just stick

To our shoes

In the morning light

It’s behind our eyes

It’s in our lungs

And we have the cough to prove

Maybe I’m not a poet

But I see you across the room

Hair fire red

tougher than the rest

A fast machine

When the lights go out

The moon in your eyes

Giving the wolves

A reason to scream

You’ll make me believe –

But that’s not why I’m here

Because 6 out of ten nights

I just want to be close to you

And I’ll walk the line

This isn’t us against the world

You’re the only world I’ll ever need

As long as you love me

I’d walk with you

Every night

And we would wait as the gardens grow

And the earth is reborn


Photo origin – Ethan Bethune

Letters to a Nurse #10

My darling.

Without you 

It would just be 

A cold 


Gray winter 

Where all things go to sleep

You are the seasoning over my life

The butter

The coffee 

Warming my hands 

The blankets 



You are 

The smile before the laugh 

My life 


I cannot stop looking at you 

I love you. 

I love you.

I love you. 


Letters to a Nurse#6

So, I made the pizza roll recipe. I also burned my hand. Again. But it turned out ok…I still couldn’t fold the damn thing…I hope you’re ok with a big Tremor looking pizza roll. Because,that’s what you got. Gosh I hate sour cream.

I tried to work on Simon and his tricks again. You remember,the other day,when he caught all those great little soft treats? 

Well,he just turns and runs from milk bones. 

He catches pop corn just fine. Right out of the air- bam! Like a bald eagle. Toss him a milk bone. Runs off like you’re trying to murder him. 

I’m working on this idea for a story about  a diamond. I’m just having a hard time writing it. Covering the traditions and marketing of things. Starting off with the quote “a diamond is forever” – (Frances Gerety advertising campaign for De Beers 1947)

For example;A fictional figure begins the controlled market for diamonds and  the demand for such as a wedding market. 

Warnings are thrown around from the mines from all the slave labour. 

His daughter is given a “rare diamond ” for her Prestigious engagement and as they plan a wedding she gets sick and dies. From the curse of blood.

Huh, look at that. I wrote it. 

I’m stuck here in the trappings of adulthood-again. I think my car needs new plugs and wires. But I had this great idea, to save money. I’ll buy the damn things myself and let some other person who loves this stuff show me how to put them in. ( because people love to talk about what they know. And then I’ll …you know…know.) and they are only 45 dollars if I buy them myself opposed  to a couple hundred or more somewhere else. 

And to think, I almost, very nearly became a mechanic. (I was ten)

Anyway, I miss you.

You’re great. 

And you looked amazing today. 

Thanks for making me eat healthy, 

Because no matter how many times I hold up a gallon of milk and look at the Froot Loops asking myself, is it worth it? Is it?…

It’s not worth it. 

Love, your idiot.  


Letters to a Nurse #2

There may be a thousand different kinds of love in the world…

I don’t know for sure

But lately 

I keep thinking about how good it is 

To fall in love with you – again and again 

To see how we grow together 


Noticing something new about you 

The way you fix your hair 

It’s these 

The small things 

That I think surprise me the most 

And I am simply thankful 

To be here 

Thankful for us 

For this 

For you.