I’m Curious as to why the wind blows,Or how often the rooster crowsIn the morning before dawn. There are many places I’d like to go,And many things I’ll never knowAbout this strange world in which we live. Yet, I often find myself believingThat things are not quite as deceivingAs one might suppose. And that, to …
100 days untilwe meet again.My eyes close asExquisite memories engulf me…Your breath whispers against my cheek.Your lips ghost along my jaw. Anticipation pushes the air from my lungs.They are tight, and I open my eyes toGlance longingly over at theCalendar on my desk. 100 days… 09-05-01
His gleaming eyes on you–Every move carefully watched.All is noted.All is awed. His small grasping clawsMove in cautious motion.Never much noise makes he.Hardly a peep cried. Just Eyes,Ever-presentOn you and your being–The curious monstrosityHovering above himLike an ever-presentReminder of the imprisonmentThat holds him foreverFrom the freedom of his nature… 12/28/1990
I was watching tv tonight, my typical late Saturday binge of Station 19 and Grey’s Anatomy, and I realized something. Speaking to current events in television is so very important. In fact, it’s vital to the chronicle of our history. Television has been strange in 2020 once things started up again this fall. What were …
Patio You build it together.A new outdoor space forEntertaining, play and peace.You build it with sweat, aching backsEven a little bit of blood and a fewTears of Frustration. When it is done, though, there isAccomplishment,Satisfaction,and Exhaustion.But that is not even the beginning.As it turns out, you created so much more. It is an oasis on …
In and out… Your soft breath tickles my facesAs I lay here listening.Each quiet breath a joyIn its simple necessity,Just laying here in the dark.In and out,And with each breathThe love in my heart expands.I lay here and marvel in it,Take solace in it–Find peace.And you, my sweet boy,All warm with sleep,Just breathe. GSS May …
Land of the free?I saw a sign today.A protester stating that the freedom“We the people” are grantedMeans they should be able to choose life,Their life,Above others. Land of the free?Yes, we are free— free to vote, free to pray,Free to love (sometimes),Free to walk, run, dance and sing. Land of the free—Not land of the …
I am not ready. Today when my child came home from school I turned off the TV andThe unending reports of scared children after yet another shooting.He curled up on my lap and didn’t notice the sudden lack of news.Instead, he hugged me tight and told me of his day. He hugged me tight, not …
My brother is many things:Charming, annoying, honorable, chivalrousFunny, playful, stubborn, oh so stubborn andIncredibly smart— of mouth and brain.Having a friend isn’t quite the same as having a sibling.There’s just something more and different and if you’re luckyA very special bond that defies all.Having a brother, well, that’s a strange and wonderful thing.It’s like having …
Snuggles on a Saturday morning are the best.Warm, sweet child molded into my side,A contented smile on his faceAs we watch a favorite movieAnd I drink my tea.The occasional hug,The cheerful laugh,And mischievous grinAs slowly, ever so slowly he shiftsWatching me closely from beneath his fringe.Wow! Such cold feet! 2 Nov 2019
