Watch the stars evaporate,
future burning rain on
an apocalyptic world that sounds
unnervingly like ours.
From my furry tree
I send legions of lightning bugs
into battle with the dark.
Watch the stars evaporate,
future burning rain on
an apocalyptic world that sounds
unnervingly like ours.
From my furry tree
I send legions of lightning bugs
into battle with the dark.
Why has our family chosen to homeschool? What values and priorities have led my husband and I to take on the vital, heavy job of educating our daughter ourselves? I have begun reading a wonderful book on homeschooling, and one of the first questions it poses is what our values are that have led us to make this choice.
Our values are numerous. Here are the top 5.

Dark blue world with
a turquoise brooch,
lend me cerulean serenity,
cobalt coal.
In a grunge sweat I awake
to my graying life,
see my watery windows blink,
your image like an oil painting,
then a satisfied sea,
next a poison frog.
Each blink my view of you morphs,
though your honorable navy
shades swear you have never changed.
You glide beyond the reach
of my clock,
ticking away as it tends
to do while the universe is unreachable.
In the vastness of your blue,
in your sapphire essence,
chewy caramel change is king.
