From an Upper Floor

Author: Veronica Hallissey

  • the first snow

  • We Are Asked

    In each of us is our dream, our desire.   The striving, the process is the only thing worth the struggle.  This is why we work at it.   All else are diversions.   They are but a tangent of the premise.  Either the striving or the process finds the dream for us or we do not find…

  • Forever Stilled

    Forever Stilled Hear the bird sing. Singing with the guttural sound because the ethers are not light enough to carry her notes. She swallows her song and it is forever stilled.

  • In The Morning

                            In The Morning                         Today is the day                                     I will preen my feathers,                                     open my wings and fly.                         Today is the day                                     I will breathe the elixir                                     of rarefied air                         and bring to me                                     All That Is                                     into a heart grown weary.                         And then I…

  • Bless The Experience

                I learned something.  I learned to ’bless the experience’.             For if the experience has been a negative one,             has left me with a hurt so deep, has filled me with anger,             then I must bless it.  For in the blessing I remove             its power to hurt me again.  I leave…

  • Observations

    If you do not intend to look back, it’s best to remember to lift the plow. Wishes are as potent a force as fishes swimming in live water. Under adverse conditions,  we become more of what we are. To think is a holy obligation. Nothing gets done in this world unless a somebody’s back breaks,…

  • NOBLE VIGILS

                            In its lucent light,                         riding high in orbit,                         the moon casts spears                         arching toward the groves                         of evergreens,                         trading their veracity                         for a moment of magic.                         The night dissolves                         the shaded parts into blackness.                         My eyes linger                         on the luminescence,                         on the silent…

  • No Lost Causes

    A one sided effort does bring results.   Even when it appears to be a lost cause, it is not.  That someone cares enough to do what needs to be done is never a lost cause.  There cannot ever be a lost effort to do good in the universe.   That would be an oxymoron, a contradiction.  …

  • War No More

    In my mind I am still in the midst of the Big War as my generation called it.   I am collecting my belongings,  gathering them closely under my long, big black coat and huddling close to vacant buildings.  The snow is dirty  with footprints and other soot beneath my feet and I long to have…

  • Paradigms

            Negotiating earth oceans is not the same as navigating         universal seas.         Nature is such that never is a dream dreamed without         the dreamer being given the ability to make it manifest.         Dream  your dreams for if you do not dream them         they will go begging.         The highest framework…