(2015)
My mother in the last years of her life...
Unhappy memories are ghosts, on da… When we’re all alone, they visit t… Tearing our hearts to pieces, as w… They haunt and chastise, they’re c… Pleasant memories are rays of the…
Adventures await not the faint of… Grit and courage set the champions… Search for truth the province of t… Whether you be royalty, knight or… In the valiant quest for the golde…
She’s waiting for tomorrow Hopeful, better it will be Today was a real challenge For her emotions, mostly In truth she hurts all over
The crimson orb sank slowly Till completely out of view The pale yellow moon rises To brighten the sky’s dark hue Ghost night shadows race across
Our sojourn in Eden o’er soon White sand beaches crystal waters Golden sunsets strawberry moon Dinners at dusk long walks after Sad and wistful but life goes on
A Sonnet to Hester Prynne Her life’s a solitary walk in the… Her days spent in silence, in soli… No human contacts to alter her moo… And only her own heartbeats to int…
Outside, dark and gloomy, almost n… Though afternoon, air stagnant, su… Starling clouds, acrobatic feats m… A waiting game for first raindrop… Then, drop after drop came, an end…
A straw in the wind; imminent mena… Stillness uneasy silent eerie calm Thick vapor-laden air nebulous haz… In a flash the sullen skies broke… Cloudburst sudden avalanche blindi…
creatures grotesque, marbled wildl… stood on towers, lined up on rooft… of the gothic cathedral; muted sen… to ward off evil, calamities and m… for centuries the stone ogres vict…
The day’s been dreary Since break of dawn It poured all night, Rain clouds still threaten! The town’s celebrations,
‘Twas early winter night, a pregna… Soon to be full, rose quarter high… And illumined the snowfield and fr… Otherworldly dreamscape, as far as… Vast wonderland gleaming in silv’r…
We’re called to be intercessors For others with sins unconfessed That their supplications yet unspo… Can be heard; and their souls bles… Abraham prayed for Sodom’s delive…
There it was… Anchored in the shore Our neighbor’s outrigger One hazy Saturday afternoon It’s so inviting
by bright lights we’re blinded, we… in danger and pitfalls, we could w… so, we hold out our hands; we shie… fearful we’d be in harm’s way othe… but still we move onward, always h…
Periwinkle skies, cold winter morn… After a stormy night of sleet and… Icicles in tree branches glistenin… Invitingly from the upstairs windo… The winter scene calls to her chil…