Take Fifteen, then Tackle that Mountain

Tackle that mountain, I will, but first let me rest. Fifteen quiet clicks are all I need, because I can’t climb feeling like this. Exhausted thoughts and limbs just need a brief escape, and then those shoes with extra grip, I will lace. Lights off and eyes closed before I begin my late afternoon ascent. …

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She Weaves Color with Stardust

I am fortunate to have two visual artists in my life who lose themselves in their art and help others see where the expected ends and the imagination begins. One is my daughter, an art and technology major, and the other, is a former coworker and cherished friend. Both inspire me, every week if not …

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Love Can Scatter the Clouds

The veil that blew away in the autumn wind is blowing toward me again. Just rest, close your eyes, sleep –   it is there you will find some peace, the floating shroud whispers its appeal. Enticing and inviting, are these thoughts of repose. More comforting than scabs being exposed – forcing me to relive …

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A Pointless Poet Writes While the World Waits

I am the explosion of color before the setting sun disappears. I am the final display of magnificence before twilight descends. My color-splashed canvas is brief – a transitory existence. One of a kind golden photos that are easily missed. I am an ever changing portrait that continues to unfold – beautiful and breathtaking, I …

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A Body that Transcends

Her body holds secrets that I can only hear if I sink into the liquid, and let her draw me near, as her ancient wisdom soothes, washes, and transcends time, thought, and truths. In the murkiness, I suspend my frame and my beliefs about what is and what should be and simply allow her body …

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In Balance and Beauty, I want to Believe

Symmetry and perfect vision are writing themes that began my year – represented by four numbers that appeared, when 2019 rang a final chime. Four numbers, marking a new decade, that I have written several times. I write the first two familiar digits, then my fingers hesitate. Holding my pen, or resting on keys, my …

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Ushering in Vision and Symmetry

Adios 2019. An uneven year you were,   leaving me undone and barely passing your test. A descending arrangement, 2019 A year that began with labored conversation and bedside visits. A year that stretched me beyond my defined limits. When the beginning of the year delivered a sad ending— to the depths of darkness, I …

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