Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose Nothing, I mean nothing honey if it ain’t free, no no Yeah feeling good was easy Lord when he sang the blues You know feeling good was good enough for me Good enough for me… Continue Reading “The Heart Thief”
My grandma Helen died of cancer at the age of 62- the age I am now. I was 9 at the time. I attended the funeral, but I didn’t understand. Who understands the finality of death at 9? As a result, I didn’t get… Continue Reading “Possum on the Porch”
Mom never allowed me to go see Daddy once he left me alone in the car to fend for myself. It was then I started visiting a family two houses down from him. Dad had taken me over there from time to time so… Continue Reading “My Refuge”
“Life Began in a Garden.” I have a garden. Life is teeming within this garden. Each spade of dirt yields a tangle of earthworms that have done their job well. Rich,dark, fertile life-giving earth. In the spring and summer, a flock of 20 or… Continue Reading “Growing Butterflies”
My dad grew up on the stage in Vaudeville. He was in his parent’s act. At a young age, he was on stage singing a song-“Mush,Mush.” I found this out years later from an old friend of his. He was a great dancer and… Continue Reading “The FlimFlam Man”
“My gentle lover whose tender touch gives me pause to wonder; how one caress can so deeply cause; my very soul to tremble, at the mere thought of your hand upon me again.”- Linda Lee Lyberg The room is brisk and chilly. I am awakened… Continue Reading “Inception of Day”
Recently, a friend lost their mother and I started thinking about mine. Mom died on August 9,2011. I think of her every day. I wish I could hold her hand just one more time. There are no words one can say to comfort a person who… Continue Reading “What I know About My Mother”
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