Memories
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My Mother’s Love From heaven fell those gentle dropsto kiss each leaf and bloom,A gentle, restful tapping onThe window of my room. My mother laid a cool, damp clothUpon my fevered brow.She took my hand, she stroked my hairMade soothing noises now. The fever burned much hotter nowCould scarcely see or hear,Yet through it all…
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I moved away from my hometown 25 years ago. I left behind my family and almost everyone I knew. I made a new start and haven’t regretted that decision for a minute. But that doesn’t mean I don’t miss them. This weekend, my brother and his wife were in the area visiting her family so…
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So instead of writing this verse, I was reading today. This turned out to be a good thing as it gave me the subject for today’s project. No it isn’t about procrastination… it’s about books. On Books A book you’ve loved is something that, Will never fade away. Though some details, time may obscure, The…
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To every person who has blessed me with the honorific “friend”, I love you and thank you for the moments we have shared be they many or few. Each of you has helped me become who I am. Time is the only gift that truly matters. Thank you all for this most precious gift you…
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My friend Kim passed away after a brief, horrific fight with cancer. She was a truly beautiful soul who was a blessing to all around her. Her light in this world will be greatly missed. In her memory, I ask that you spend time with a loved one, family member or friend. And take the…
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For many years, I allowed my past (or at least my perception of it) to dictate how I saw myself. Over time, I’ve revised that narrative. I’m working on becoming a synthesis of who I believe I was and who I believe I can be. Today’s poem looks at the importance of acknowledging the past…
Brain Bits To Go 