Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Today is overcast with sporadic rain showers. I wished for rain on my birthday and here it is. Unusual for Arizona. While running an errand, I look up into the slate sky and I see them. Flying above the neighborhood community whose cruel nickname… Continue Reading “Grey Sky Rain”
The poetarian peered at the matte obsidian sky and, defying earth’s gravity, with wings she began to glide
Amber light streamed down from the arched windows, splattering the altar and their upturned faces and there in that golden moment, they found peace in the holiest of sacred places
In my youth I expected wild displays of affection but over these many years upon intense reflection I’ve come to enjoy the quiet presence of your steady love for it is so much more than I ever dreamed of.
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