Whisper My Name
Just one more embrace one more caress. To hear you sigh, to see your lips form an oh, and then to hear you whisper my name
Sunday Morning
My companions as dawn breaks this Sunday morning are the birds serenading me and the rabbit breaking his fast on the clover scattered across my yard. I sit
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Two Pieces - If Only and Fireflies
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
Grateful Rememberings
I am struck by the enormity of the love I have received and only know its breadth and depth by the chasm that lies empty now.
Celebrating Earth and Your Day
And so, my love, it is your birthday, not that we began your celebrations that day. We often started on the first of April, sometimes before
Spilled Wine To Remember
This morning holds more than memories; they are imprints etched into the very fabric of my soul, kept safely in the chambers of my heart. This
Come Back To Bed
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.
Valentine’s Day
I will never know a love like this again. It was a few days before Valentine's Day in 1974 that we met for the
Back to the Garden
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
Bagels & Blind Spots
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
Brighter Than the Night
I wake and see the light ahead— it’s dawn. Memories of my grandmother murmuring over my tear-stained face, a bit of wisdom I have
And the Captain Said
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