From water we came To water we shall return Baptism and death *At every cemetery I've visited, seashells are a common grave decoration. Not in that the shell motifs adorn markers, but actual shells define the grave site - either lined up along the top of the gravestones, or along the edges of the plot. What … Continue reading She sells seashells
Tag: poetry
Infinite possibilities
In that moment, My whole world Opened up before me, And everything Became possible.
All I really need to know I learned at Jin Jins
I love me a good quote. I have several that have special significance for me. One, a stunner from Friedrich Nietzsche, follows me wherever I go... literally, and has an Irish accent. "What does not kill me makes me stronger." While I identify with being a Christian, I would more accurately say it's with ambivalent … Continue reading All I really need to know I learned at Jin Jins
Practice makes perfect
True love is hard work Twenty-seven years practice Almost got it right *The Mister and I are celebrating our 27th anniversary today. Our union may not be perfect, but we sure are having fun working on it.
Far calm shore
It’s never too late To bridge the distance between Fear and confidence Step out of harsh light Into the soothing coolness Muted and serene No dusky shadows Warm rays filtered unhindered Points of light fan out Ushering your path Across deep and choked water To the far calm shore
Trick of the eye
A trick of the eye Fluttering among the trees Be they stars or sprites *I have a long road trip to finish prepping for, so I'm recycling a previously published (updated and edited) 'ku and photo from 2008 off my now defunct blog, If Mom Says OK. My internet availability will be hit or miss … Continue reading Trick of the eye
Thin spiral notebook 