As with everything time marches in one direction that we perceive but in quiet moments we reflect back on past time, bring it into the present, and savor every morsel we remember.
Do you remember where you were that night in the autumn the first hard freeze and the sky exploding with clouds and light? I will never forget where I was standing near the pond filled with an orange reflection waiting for the call, for you.
12/18/13 Today we bury my uncle. Deep blue sky the day after a full moon. Fire across the horizon burning purple behind the snow covered limbs and rooftops. A raven flies high above rising smoke and the city’s chatter. Solitude and peace infused with sorrow and the ache of loneliness. We gather in the morning […]
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A few poems I have written over the years are now available for reading. They are located here. 9/11 9/11 (3-Years) 9/11 (Imagine) 9/11 (Never Forget) Don’t Forget Your Boots