Tuesday, November 24, 2015

For Ava, I am Strong

Money spent on drugs, not bills,
Cheeto vomit in the drive,
purple face, ambulance keeps him alive.
Swollen feet, heart is weak.
“Please don't leave. I'll quit, believe.”

Bruises, broken promises.
Little eyes witness it.
Sheriffs, warrants, pending court.
I don't want to give up.
He wants to make it work.

Happily-ever-after mirage turned nightmare
with man who only cares
when he's high on drugs.
But he loves drugs more,
just like before.

I cannot stay and fix this mess.
Two others tried, without success.
It's not about giving up on him.
It's about my daughter, and the child within.
I will do what's best for them.

by:  Paula D. Nevison

Sunday, November 8, 2015


One baby,
only one.
She knows the names
she wants for a son.

Next visit
we will know
if boy or girls names
are the way to go.

Blue and yellow,
or a pink.
I'm knitting both.
What do you think?

by:  Paula D. Nevison