Year: 2013

  • A Toast From My Heart

    Let us drink in the sight of each other and let loose those preconceived dreams keeping us from breathing in the essence of the New Year. With these we will face a blessedness comparable to none. Come,   drink and be merry. We will welcome one another forever more and be glad. Salut! Photo by Joe…

  • A Christmas Gift

    I lay the swords beneath the evergreens, but you knew that. I also lay old grievances upon the swords, for we have outgrown them. They will be buried low beneath the branches so there will be no weapons to carry. I will not burden my own with my dreams, for in another world they have…

  • The Laughter

    In the dim light of the silent candle, while seated at the kitchen table, I heard laughter. It rose from the belly of one seated at another table and hit the ceiling with a loud guffaw. The ceiling fan threw the laughter out the windows to the winds carrying it afar. My heart welcomed the…

  • Some Thoughts

    One would think that for human progress to have been more rapid,  a sledge hammer rather than a quill would have been used. Unless emotional garbage is released,  it will continue to be contagious. The mind set to turn a particular way is already bent. The split in man is so dichotomous that his life…

  • Toward Arms Wide Open

      I walk now toward arms wide open to embrace the fabric of who I am. Centuries have gone into the craven pot, stirring to form a compatible formula. Looking always toward humanity’s good, I become with hope, a welcome addition to my Earth’s classroom.   November,  2013 photo by John Hallissey

  • We Are A Mosaic

                                                                               Sometimes our actions seem out of context.  It is as if we are dancing to a song not in the musical library.   It is not heard by anyone else,  just us.   It is not foreign to us,  but seems puzzling to everyone watching.   We know that it is still us,  just not the us…

  • A Paradox

    The silences reveal provocative answers to questions only my heart dares ask. In these silences, in the pauses between spaces, answers bloom like petals waiting to be picked. I don’t know how many lifetimes are required to come to this moment where the silences resound boisterously. What is more clearly so is that my heart…

  • A New World

    The mind travels the distances inclined toward new worlds. Here infants are preparing for what will be their new home. For now,  difficult it is to chisel new worlds; the breaking of rock, the scraping of stone of encrusted thinking. Not here, but elsewhere the new beginnings will foster new dreams. No longer to be…

  • Some Sayings

    The heart will determine what the head sees.   And put into the eyes the meaning of it all. Times are now the adults need more rearing than the children require. It appears Heaven is an earned order and until one approaches the place where admission is qualified, one cannot enter. To gain understanding a lot…

  • The Loving Place

    A home, a hearth the loving place that nurtures the fragile psyche, granting each the right to perceive the universe as is his to perceive. Building memories year upon year and granting courage for the hurting moments and bearing them. Yet yielding to the greater truth that life continues to be good. Granting the right…