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The crickets cry
as the darkness
reminds them to sing. Continue reading “Among the Crickets”
Farewell to the Grandmothers
Today we gathered on the shore
and said goodbye to lovers long-gone
or farewell to the grandmothers
whose loving hands felt so warm. Continue reading “Farewell to the Grandmothers”
The Rain Goes On…
The rain goes on,
pattering, awash,
in glistening ribbons
along the road Continue reading “The Rain Goes On…”
The Reeds Bent
How far will
the reeds bend
in this summer wind? Continue reading “The Reeds Bent”
Worth Keeping
A heavy heart, leadened
by the weight of pain, hangs
like a folding star within
some misbegotten frame. Continue reading “Worth Keeping”
Fly Me to the Moon, Too
Fly Me to the Moon was written in 1954, by Bart Howard. Here I am causing him to regret it!
I love this song. Hope you enjoyed my rendition.
Behind the Wicket
Lost ‘twixt
clacking and clicks,
bound, affixed,
behind the wicket,
slither and hiss,
lurking, the wicked
shudder in their bliss. Continue reading “Behind the Wicket”
Mudra | Marks – Dudgrick Bevins
Please enjoy this powerful piece by my friend, Dudgrick. I am delighted to have contributed to this! It came out so well.
The Spring’s Wine
One touch is her blessing,
the infinite hope brought
by a butterfly-wing-caress
sings for the needs of love, Continue reading “The Spring’s Wine”
Undreaming
I carved out a place…
it’s carved in my mind,
an edifice, defaced,
to hide all the bad times. Continue reading “Undreaming”
Flower Stems Fall
How could a man
look more defeated?
Drenched, sorrowful,
drained, and depleted
of the vital things
that helped him be. Continue reading “Flower Stems Fall”
A Beacon in the Mind
You are a beacon
in my mind,
illumine, Continue reading “A Beacon in the Mind”