Exciting news on the block Fresh flowers in the garden Get seated for the show Sunset begins Views of vibrantly colorful trees, pretty evening sky and dog walkers Friends & neighbors sharing the latest with each other Smiles Green lawns Smelling the fresh blooms Close your eyes, and smell Cars go by, extended hands waving […]Read Post ›
So in love. We were beautiful. Our long brown hair undefined and intertwined by love & legs & eyes So much fun So much freedom So free Deep love Perfect height perfect love Too perfect So perfect… So perfect that God wanted us to share our […]Read Post ›
Dreary New Hampshire days never stopped her from her snarky words and office deadlines. It must have been that damn flamingo that made her big heart open up to the young New Yorker. Well, I wouldn’t say NY, because I live in NY- NYC. She lived “upstate”. But from a New Hampshire perspective, NY is, […]Read Post ›
Holy Week… It probably wasn’t exactly a week, as the gospel writers needed to put all of the info into their gospel boxes to fit nicely. Jesus must have returned from the desert with swollen feet, red eyes, an empty stomach and a heart filled with dread. His Father knew that He was going to […]Read Post ›
So much here is filled with grief, mourning, fear, and the fragility of the human soul. Detaching from loved ones just to love them and oneself seems to be so opposite of what you are expected to do. Detachable heart from sleeve is really what it seems to be, and it does work. No need […]Read Post ›
I was young, beautiful (I didn’t know it) and couldn’t wait to leave the dusty, grimy, sticky end table world of alcoholism, a world of sickness, toxic love, and deep sadness. I moved into the dorm, introduced myself by my proper name and opened my eyes and heart to a world I never knew. This […]Read Post ›
To me, this amazing song by Dave, to me is- Not so much between lovers- but between one’s soul, one’s physicality of where the brain begins and the body connects. Trapped, really; the neck is a bridge; many times, bridges cannot hold onto the stress of the wavering winds and natural disasters like long lost […]Read Post ›
One afternoon long ago, about a century or so, I was strolling in the woods, walking into splintered sunlight*. I came across a beautiful strong flower living near a small lake. Its pure white petals drew me into its eye. I bent down, my long dark waves following me. Face to face, I saw his […]Read Post ›
I don’t want to depreciate the word freedom with one of my own personal definitions of it, especially in a world where people throw their ideas around like bird seed, but this has been growing inside of me both literally and figuratively for a long time. Since I was a kid, a […]Read Post ›
During my HS years, (circa 1977-79) with an Italian NYC detective Dad, I dared to date a Chinese boy who wore black racing gloves and very tight black jeans. He was to me an exotic kitten to pet. But I digress, as usual. He drove a muscle car, a racing car- the ones that have […]Read Post ›
