Heaven Blessed
Let me tender such devotion for the gift of happiness,With this heaven sent emotion I am well and truly blessed. For the joy of all my senses I am humbled and bemused,Love shall break down …
Category: Sentiment
It’s Hard to Explain
Ants will visit every feast.If the potato salad has mustard and sweet pickles,I can put up with crawlers.And if I can have melody and rhythm,I’ll deal with some noise.Clouds’ soft, intertwining folds are such,rain is …
The Old Man in the Mist
A lonely path through clouded memories his fading mind once sharp and clear, now lost in hazy fusion, time betrayed by hours no longer counted in his universe. Yet hesitantly climbing misty steps his feet …
Mud and Honey
Her sentimental spirit washes freewhen clay and sediment come sliding down,so if she cries, a man is bound to seea river in her eyes but twice as brown.I hold her breadth of heart in high …
The Christmas Gift
Now milking’s just an awful chore, it happens twice a day; no matter what you want to do, it’s always in the way. And every day at 4 AM, dad roused me from my bed …
Blur of Fur
A blur of fur, it scurries quickly but I hear a meeo-ow, tender, loving, warm. Only, yesterday her eyes, they shimmered sapphire. Now flecks of gold in pools of jade, they glint. To touch her …
Vespers
The children are all getting ready for bed now, the sun’s throwing lengthening shadows on walls. The heat of the daytime is gone and the garden is quiet and peaceful as evening falls. The cares …
Life Viewed From a Window Box
My dear Aimie sits on a window-box cushioned seat watching walkers and cars moving hither and yon through mid-day traffic on Colonial Road in Bay Ridge, Brooklyn. With each passing, a story comes to …