Walk on the Beach
Against the bluest sky I shield my eyes from the sun to see the gulls drop oysters from above, letting gravity do the work of cracking
If Only If Only, I don’t have regrets but I know a missed opportunity when I see one. If only I had taken off the harness sooner
Begin readingAgainst the bluest sky I shield my eyes from the sun to see the gulls drop oysters from above, letting gravity do the work of cracking
In the brightness of the city's night, one can't see the stars faint light. Now that you are gone, I am able
There is no question that I am at one of the oddest points in my life. I have emerged, I am emerging from a hibernation of
The eruption of tears, the depths of despair, the endless fog, self-neglect and recriminations have abated, if not stopped altogether, but she is still gone.
The world was a buttoned up place in the late fifties and early sixties. Fathers went to work in uniforms depending on their professions. Plumbers in
You feel it too? The infinite possibilities of the day. Anything and everything imaginable and even those things that aren't could happen at any
As I grow older there are blind spots and blank spots. Blind spots in the navigation of a world that grows unfamiliar, and blank spots where
1 The leaves are falling, Yesterday's dew, white frosting, The heart longs to share. 2 I sit cross legged, savoring deep cleansing breaths, eyes
Norma would tell stories, some her father had told her, and some about him. Albert Edward Mackay, pronounced Mackai, was born in the Gorbals on the
I close my eyes and see us in our youthful bliss between the tempest of our teens and our children’s first breath. Friday dinners at
Impermanence: In awe and wonder, snowflakes melting on my tongue, winter leads to spring Non-Self: Expecting the self, the river reflects us all, moonlight has
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