Yearning for the soft light to filter through I will stand and open my curtains one by one and not fear the reprisal Of your bitter wit Or meditate on that gift of a corpse's still warm carpet Or your musings on the benefits of dumpster diving to supply our children with your idea of … Continue reading Healing Grief (the pain of walking away from you)
Renascence by Edna St. Vincent Millay All I could see from where I stood Was three long mountains and a wood; I turned and looked another way, And saw three islands in a bay. So with my eyes I traced the line Of the horizon, thin and fine, Straight around till I was come Back … Continue reading I Will Pray To Be A Poet Like Edna St Vincent Millay
Misty-eyed and hesitant Heart lifted high while hands write What is this life? There is foolishness approaching Immorality growing Rationales and reasons building My soul weeps for the holier calling I once had Of you and me and us What am I doing now? Aiming for, shouting about? Truth has disappeared I repent in dust … Continue reading Despairing
"The whole substance of religion was faith, hope, and charity. In the practice of these we become united to the will of God. Everything else is indifferent and to be used as a means that we may arrive at our end and then be swallowed up by faith and charity. All things are possible to … Continue reading Brother Lawrence, Neverland and a family full of song.
The desires of the heart are as crooked as corkscrews Not to be born is the best for man The second best is a formal order The dance's pattern, dance while you can. Dance, dance, for the figure is easy The tune is catching and will not stop Dance till the stars come down from … Continue reading Dancing, Writing, Hoping.