Rain

I am caught in the between - between where I once was and where I thought I should be. But with distance the past isn't as it seemed and where I'd be, the path isn't as I thought it would lead.   *** *** Something has changed...

Infinite

"Solitude is a silent storm that breaks down all our dead branches; Yet it sends our living roots deeper into the living heart of the living earth." Kahlil Gibran   *** *** ...

Kindred Souls

I cannot remember all the words I might have said, Any more than I can give you All that might have been But I have quiet words to say That if you listen You might still hear A memory yet to be *** ...

Pearls

"And that that which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment which scattered the stars into space." Kahlil Gibran   ***   *   *** Why do...

Just Words...

Words. Words conquer distance, And words transcend time. Words conjure up memories and memories, dreams. Dreams are alive, dwelling in ether, Like will-o-the wisps dancing midst reeds. Words are a...

Why?

I’ve often wondered at depth of night Is there farther space beyond where the stars appear? A place that’s stranger to the light, Silent, Black primeval night. *** *** What is the depth where...

Shadow

What speaks disquiet to my soul though my feet keep steady tread? Errant whisperings of memories disposed to no more give me rest. Not in sleep or dream upon the bed but in consciousness my memory's wracked…of the course I’m on.   *** ...

Tell me

Whatever my strengths Shelter my weakness in the comfort of your arms, And in soft spoke words, Fair and sweet, Whispered upon my ears  For ~ Ever you voice does sooth me And calms the storm within. *** ...

Daydreams

What are daydreams ~ Simply insubstantial things Memory and imagination mingled That hope might find her place Like prayers of child-like faith Suspended In innocent sophistication  For my heart still hopes...

Letters

I remember when you and your cousin Ann came to stay with your great grandmother one summer weekend when you were 17. I first saw you down at the pond. I couldn’t take my eyes off of you, you made sure of that. Then Sunday morning at...

Smiles

I’ve thought of you today. Too much goes on, time flies too soon, and yet, you come unbiden and I stop and smile… I write and I think, if only moments were you and not just words on a page. My words cannot capture you and the moments slip...