Emotions
Emotions like a swift storm Make my heart race As they rage on Behind closed eyes. The duality of life Has me frozen In space, in
Norma had always been my muse, my partner in every sense of the word. Her laughter still echoed in my mind, her sharp wit and fierce love lingering in the quiet corners of our home. But now that I was alone, I needed something more than mourning. I needed to find purpose again.
Begin readingEmotions like a swift storm Make my heart race As they rage on Behind closed eyes. The duality of life Has me frozen In space, in
My sweet bride, what have I learned since we started our journey down this road? I thought I knew bravery, grace and beauty I thought I
Holidays are rarified moments, and the memories they hold are stacked one upon another like checkers taken off the board. Most families, including mine, have photo
Last night, I attended https://seths.blog/the-worldwide-strategy-meetup/, a meet-up at https://hudco.co/, a co-working space in Dobbs Ferry. Although
At times like these, when I reflect On the twists and turns of fate that have led, To you and I, our lives entwined, Sharing home,
Papa I’ve wandered Far from the mountains where the eagles would fly Far from the forests where the winds rushed and died I remember the
In the distance The wayfarer grows smaller, as he passes birds rise from roadside bushes His dusty footsteps send trails of smoke that frame the sky
the words of my first poems held me in their serpentine grip hypnotized by their weaving and swaying under their influence as if in a drug
It is an October morning. I can hear the woosh of the boiler in the basement as it turns on and the sound of the steam
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Through the wisdom of the gods and the randomness of fate, I was born the middle child to an eldest daughter and a youngest son. The
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