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Hopes and Desires
Those of us who have hopes, hold tightly to them. I have found during this life that there is insufficient time to enclose them all. There is not enough time to focus on them as well as our commitments. And we don’t know this up between the eyes at the time we make our first…
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Awards
ancient pieces float to mind presenting impulses prompting the pilgrim to look toward home time chastens the victor and yields the victory to her who supposes life everlasting she has won the medal and still covets awards to hang on the wall but they all hang on her heart. photo by Joshua Hallissey
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A Holiday Offering
To those readers of my blog who have mentioned how much they’ve appreciated my poetry and writing, I have decided to offer my two books, Kiss The Moon and The Last Bird Sings for $3o.00, shipping included for the holidays. These will of course be addressed to the recipient and signed. We are currently in…
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My God And Me
Be Still . . . . . . . . . Be still, this too shall pass and let me tell you why. The blue waters you take for granted may dry up……. and the grass beneath your feet will crunch like your breakfast cereal. You may not live to see another snowfall you have…
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The Mills Grind Slowly
Dear Dr. . . . . I presume it is Dr. though I did not see the title, I feel it is richly deserved. If you would please excuse me for not offering my gratitude for your perusal and comments on my work. Life has a way of intervening and commitments cannot wait. The work…
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Through A Window, Gladly
Fairy Dust Will the children find how shaky all things are and the gods who are their parents, all illusion? What will I say then? “All of it, my dears, all of it is nothing but fairy dust created by a head in search of its own dream.” Where would I be then? In the…
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On Growing Up And Growing Old
To know when one demeans one’s own value system, is to debase the Spirit within. It is all a value system. And a value system worth its salt will not be maligned in any manner, not even by systems beyond what one knows. The value system of behavior based on high premises will be honored. …
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How Much Better It Would Be
How much better it would be for this noble planet if we cherished her like a lover? Or loved her as a mother who adored her child and wiped the tears away with a soft linen? Or as a father whose arms surrounding the child are as steel beams supporting the frame of the tallest…
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Excerpt From A Journal Entry
August 13, 1990 I write and say. . . . . . It is necessary for me to ask why; otherwise the peeling of my heart has no purpose. Why implies a reason, doesn’t it? So don’t start by saying it is not enough just to live and breathe and see and feel the anguish…
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Dog Days of The Lion
When at the end of the dog days of the Lion and the garden is again conducive to prayer, arrange the knees bent in homage to the winter. It is time to pray the garden into being; the stage for the winter solstice. It is time to oil the tools to store in barns designed…