Poetry

The Cardinal

Fly, fly said the mother listing, fluttering giving everything she had One day, the wind at her back off she flew. Soaring slowly at first finding her way nature as her compass happily living her life. Sensed danger things not right fearful, fragile and unknowing the worst was yet to come. It happened. off guard […]

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Musings, Poetry

Three cheers for love

Three takes Three weeks Three sisters Three geographical locations Three beautiful bouquets Three days of family stories Three delicious prepared-by-other dinner delights Three sweater give-aways Three prayers Three cheers for love An abundance of appreciation

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Poetry

Change

Who is he? What does he know? Henry Wadsworth Longfellow? While habits unfamiliar, we find our way Each day different, “one day at a time”, we say. like the crystals in a kaleidoscope, one turn and the reaction unfolds. Silence from others, busily living as the world turns we carry on In case you were wondering, he is […]

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Poetry

Blooms of Copper

Copper garment, “Orange is the new black.” “Absolutely retro, yet undeniably modern.” “Is it a tunic or sweater?” Symbol of life change. Simple style while coping with the complicated. Vintage yarn at hand, modern technique repairing life lines. Busy constructing, resting to heal Strong statement, rebuilding strength. The tiger lilies recently transplanted in a courtyard […]

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Musings, Poetry

My Sister

Today was my sister’s Memorial.  It brought family and friends together, Even friends from our childhood and colleagues from the past attended..  Sweet music, a quiet ambiance, and an Irish poem filled the air with remembrance of Emmy.  I wrote and recited this poem. My Sister As a toddler, I was told she was special. Special? […]

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Poetry

Numbers

To be more or maybe less, there is an option neither to mingle nor disappear like in nonexistence stitch count, splat points, pace on a track, number of cardinals in a winter’s scene loved by dreamers there are those who believe Productivity, ambition, pride sing their praises of course, resting on one’s laurels is a way […]

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Musings, Poetry

Just a Note, Not

Not birthday, Not holiday. Not because you had to. Just a Note. From the heart These words came and are received. One of my favorite things in life are words Simple words, crafted with care meaningful to the receiver So thoughtful from the giver Just a note not to me best gift from one to […]

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