At the beginning of September I came back to my birthplace. Nothing of my mother remained. The grass in front of mother’s room had withered in the frost. Everything had changed. The hair of my brother and sisters was white and they had wrinkles between their eyebrows. We could only say, “We are fortunate to […]
along the way an old oak branch becomes a walking stick ~Garry Gay poised you wait each journey etched in your skin adventure at hand In the spirit of Garry Gay’s haiku we are prompted by Kristjaan at Carpe Diem to echo his words.
the smallest act of kindness can have a ripple effect on our world
Your glove serving purpose warmth protection My hand giving working tasks function The hand in the glove each caught by the other The glove where the hand fits perfectly comfortably The hand fitted with the glove sharing warmth filling it with love Together – they are one! http://www.flickr.com/photos/technowannabe/484738643/ […]
I held her small hand walked into the marketplace of life when did her hand become strong? She let go – seemed the right time Watching her shape fade into the tapestry of tomorrow wrought pain Was it pain? Or was it missing future memories? I felt this pang once before when all the memories […]
You looked at me our first time eyes met magnetically * You spoke to me made me laugh a chord was struck musically * You brushed my skin accident and yet feelings on fire magically * You felt my whisper pass by your cheek warmed your heart breathlessly * You reached for me took my […]