Category: Poetry

  • To Begin Again. . . .a Christmas Gift

    To family and dear friends who have been married for many decades and wish to give each other a gift with much hope attached,  I give to you this gift of words to tuck into your card of love.   Do not concern yourself that these words will be misunderstood.  For love speaks in waves of…

  • The Loving Place. . . . .a Christmas gift

    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, granting courage for the hurting moments and bearing them. Yet yielding to the greater truth that life continues to be good. Granting…

  • With A Glad Heart

    The question was put to me, how does one teach an Other how to envision the larger picture? Especially when it comes to work? Sweaty work. Weeding gardens or fields of cucumbers? How does one teach another that to look at work from another perspective will give the person a different feel for what it…

  • No Need For Words

        No Need For Words   The silence is comforting. No need for words because we have said them all, have we not? The I love you has been our greeting for centuries past and our eyes speak the loving endearment now. Hands become numb in the slightest chill, needing gloves, nay mittens, even…

  • Dear Emmy. . . . .

      I have long had a deep affection for the poet/philosopher Ralph Waldo Emerson. He has been a faithful friend for more decades than I dare to say. His essays have been a wider lens for my world and worlds. I have dog eared my books and still they are companions. This relationship gives me…

  • Because I Know

    This is an idea spoken of since man first began to think about the purpose of life.   Or perhaps his purpose on this planet.   It deals with the idea that  everything is connected throughout the ethers.   That nothing happens in and of itself but is the result of an action happening because of a previous…

  • When The Call Is Heard

    What would you do? We often hear a young person say that they have a call upon their soul to do certain things.  Certain career choices are often made that way.  To be a doctor, to follow their God whatever the religion of choice, or often a teacher or a farmer.   There is a definite…

  • The Idea Called Earth

           Idea An idea took form and manifested and was called Earth. Its essence rests unsoiled, untarnished and floats also in a Sea of Tranquility. The green forests are  lavish, unspoiled and the blue waters clear. Farther yet from mind is the essence called man; his essence greater by far than what he…

  • The Best Of All Worlds

    The Best Of All Worlds It was said before in this best of all possible worlds. . . that we will surely miss this. It has to do with the sweet ways of greeting to demonstrate love and of mostly handling the common place. There are those worlds of which we speak where frame of…

  • The Chime Clock

    The Chime Clock It is far past the hour when the bell chimes and I know when the hour will strike again. Many times we’ve heard the bell strike our time only to ignore the possibility of a door opening. We think it closes forever on us, yet the motive for its closure is to…