Though Winter gazed upon her, the face of Spring has endured, for the clock in my heart has stopped. Thus, unspoiled by seasons adrift, I cherish this gift, unfazed by time, that renders eternal the beauty I see. Yet, such…
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The shaggy haired dog appeared emaciated, unloved. Yet– Its eyes were bright and the constant panting resembled a smile, as if it were happy despite its apparent hardship. The dog did not growl when I approached and gently ran my…
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This glorious word that leaps from you lips renders my heart aflutter, for it entreats memories of a famous love song, of us dancing to its tune, of gondola rides, of rose pedals, of your smile, of your loving eyes,…
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Tell me when I fail to smile, When my brow is furrowed, When my attention drifts, When your words fall on deafened ears. Applaud me when I do smile, When my face is beaming, When my attention does not waver,…
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to the author belongs the alterations do not mess with my punctuation says emily d clothed in white to mourn her father’s death reclusive imprisoned some might say I might envy her writing monastery night visions sang to her like…
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they tease and swirl never show the path just hint at the strength of their destruction while millions cower in fear of the power of loss and the loss of power as wind and water join forces should we who…
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so I tried to explain making kugel to my 91 year old mom what new year? why don’t you work tomorrow? Oy still she wanted to try it a good recipe crosses all barriers kugel in German means bullet sometimes…
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folks call them trumpet plants because the flower is long and thin expanding into a bell like a miles davis trumpet they irregularly blossom throughout the year as a gift in shades of white toward pink and orange tonight in dim…
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darling darkness comforts while light sears exacerbated by fears so calm heals time to slow down let a sabbath rule life is not a duel let’s play and run away from the sun towards night’s embrace life is not a…
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Each afternoon From noonish on Our darkened skies throw out thunderbolts Shake out windows Scare our cats. I leave the dish-washing for later. I thank Zeus For greenery refreshed For flowers perking up And spirits powering up again.