Monthly Archives: August 2012

Where are the words, the ones I can often reach out and pull close enough to inhale and breathe out of my finger tips? Answer At a place in being, from which my heart gives up her truth, a way … Continue reading →

Soft wind kisses, an unseen bird calls glory-chirp-glory-sweet-day, more tears well up beneath hazel rings. I’m ready to be alone long enough to settle back in to my skin after the long days soulful songs, a parting with familiar. (this … Continue reading →

It is in the open spaces, the order finally created last night since her passing, that I ache, outside in the path of a cool summer breeze after night rain, and endless days of sun-baked heat behind us on the … Continue reading →