WHEN DID MY self LEAVE?
WHEN DID MY self LEAVE? ©B. Luceigh, 5/2016 When did my self leave? Was I asleep somewhere as it happened? …
Category Archives: Poems on Searching
Reflection on Curiosity
Reflection on Curiosity ©B. Luceigh, 2016 Questions erupt in techno-minds, stay just long enough to excite, or tweet …
Reflections on Pencil and Paper
REFLECTIONS ON PENCIL AND PAPER Betty Luceigh March 27, 2016 The pencil moves as it touches paper– or is …
NAMING FEARS
NAMING FEARS Betty Luceigh July 2015 I call out your names, Fears of Mine, loud and clear for myself to …
Sitting with Spirit
SITTING WITH SPIRIT Betty Luceigh, 6/2015 I sit this early summer morning, sense heat on skin, sweat in socks. I …
Trash-Day Shadow
TRASH-DAY SHADOW ©Betty Luceigh, 3/29/15 On trash-day in the country, bears and raccoons play dictators to put trash out only …
Comings and Goings
COMINGS and GOINGS Betty Luceigh, Feb 12, 2015 Is it so obvious? Comings and goings? The sun comes above eastern …
Truffle Truth
(I wrote this piece about 30 years ago after I learned what a truffle was. Great for a metaphor, I …
Innocence
Perhaps not all “innocence” is “lost”… On the other hand, I may have changed my mind about some of these …
If Sight Were Sound
This poem was written about 20 years ago not long after I had bought the raw land that now embraces …
