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Three Days Before Christmas
I’m sitting alone in my apartment thinking about the days ahead. I don’t want to sound like I am feeling sorry for myself. Actually, I am in a good state of mind, as opposed to the last few years. I recently thought about my niece who is currently going through a round of chemotherapy having…
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We’re Gathering
Well, we are, the next day or two, are you ready, do you have your favorite mask. Seems readily available when the time is right, nobody knows why except last year little Freddie … well that was one of those nights he gets out of control yeah but the kids, they’re always there always impressionable.…
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Snowfall
I sat at my window watching the snow this morning. It reminded me of days of my childhood. I could see the snow falling everywhere covering trees, benches, and walkways. I was reminded of my childhood sitting at our picture window, watching cars slipping up and down that little hill nearby. The window is where…
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Grateful Solace
All week the idea of this day has rolled through my mind. Thanksgiving, and what it is that gives us such value toward one day out of the calendar. Despite its origins which do give me pause and help me realize we might be thought somewhat arrogant to an indigenous nation we clearly took advantage…
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Late In The Morning
It’s really late, it took me this long to decide to try to write my state of mind. We have a holiday fast approaching this week, and society is marooned by this awful Covid 19 virus. We have all made adjustments, trying to understand and convince ourselves that this is temporary. I wonder how my…
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This Sunday Morning
We are starting to contemplate what it is we have done this year, one so very unique to our world, our lives, our state of mind. I think we all began the year in much the same way, dealing only with our personal needs and always aware of the world around us. Some of us…
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A Silent Snow
It’s okay, he said. The snow began to fall, and he wondered about the natural course of things. While tucked away in the corner, reflections of life carried on, a conversation between two lovers, innocent to the eyes around, simply enthralled she said with a smile, and he sort of moved in. They hadn’t…
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Sweet Morning Peace
Oh I do wish the world might offer solace When it is we are all wandering an alone, A wonder is to recognize any one pace Could, would offer a shoulder to unknown Soul who cries in the midst of happiness, For it is the season to seek absolute joy, Because we were told,…
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On Buying, Sharing, Wondering Love
Oh it is the season now, and our lives, torn up, shredded, a certain fodder in the air, for Man might feel abused, when in reality, he ought felt this way, decades ago, a century perhaps, so those followers could stand a chance. There’s no condemnation could be strong enough to withstand the scrutiny…