Author: Veronica Hallissey

  • Advanced Technology

    Advanced Technology Cry,  if you will but not for long. Tears dampen the pillow and confine the cold to the head. Gone the days when romantic tears were touched and dried by the corner of a linen. Today’s  tears are great gulps wrenched from the gut; testifying to a technology that bigger is better. A…

  • Please Give Some Thought

    The tide rises as high as the undercurrent pushes it. When a philosophy is carved out of the heart, it upholds the body, the spirit and the mind. Substitution can sometimes alleviate in the beginning and then incredibly become of itself the real thing. One should not find the bed so comfortable that it is…

  • I Come Bearing Gifts

    I Come Bearing Gifts I come bearing gifts, an open heart, an open mind and open arms. Love is the currency used to procure these. Yours given unsparingly and mine given in gratitude for  the constancy of a similar heart.     art by Claudia Hallissey

  • The Heavens Watch

    The Heavens Watch The heavens watch and poignantly feel what plagues me. They say my presence here in this space I inhabit is a necessary one. They would tell me more but I would laugh, not with mirth but sarcasm they think, and would make the blood of the earth curdle. I have touched a…

  • To Ponder

    Bringing fear of the unknown under control is the prerogative of the one who understands there is nothing to fear.   It is indeed a safe journey. Crying is for the moment.  Getting on with it is forever. The road which takes the footwork is the one which begins with the beat of the heart.…

  • Today Is Eternity

      (in memory of Diane Rybacki) The Universe is a benign place.   Our planet, in this best of all learning places,  needs our actions,  individual as they may be,  to survive.   And it needs us to learn from these actions.  Then we find that the Universe becomes caring also because it needs our…

  • Down Off

    Down Off She watched her love come from the best of all places. Taking with him extra bags, yet, he arrived alone. And as he came, he swung his legs and jumped down off. She carried with her extra baggage, but looking at him coming to, eager,  fresh to forget, she too would arrive alone…

  • The Magic Never Ends

    Sometimes it seems we do a thing and wonder afterwards why.   Well,  to me it is still a puzzlement as to why I ordered a bolt, of all things,  a bolt of burlap on the eve of my 83rd birthday.   In a few days there is a birthday and with a body balking, …

  • To Think. . . A Sacred Obligation

    Many times we say some things simply because we have heard them forever and never have thought them through sufficiently to change our thinking.   The dastardly job of thinking is given away like some vile disease.   Yet the remarkable process of thinking,  the gift of thought,  the joy of thinking is what man…

  • Not A Pipe Dream

    When we yearn for something and are sure it is going to come true and it doesn’t, we are crushed.  How could we be so sure and then not have it happen?  The actuality of it has already happened elsewhere; transpired in another place.  That is hard for humans to absorb.  That actuality is a…