Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
It’s amazing how what appears to be the most insignificant moments turn out to be life changing. A series of unconnected events which catapult you into a new, unexplored existence. All it took was reading one entry in a journal from 30 years ago:… Continue Reading “Fade To Grey”
I suppose even the most perfect of fathers have their faults. When I was a child, I couldn’t get enough of the TV show “Leave It To Beaver”. Not having a father, I hoped there were profound words of wisdom I could glean from Ward… Continue Reading “The Last Joke’s On Me”
Friends show their love in times of trouble, not in happiness.” -Euripides Last night, we had dinner with old friends we hadn’t seen in a while. She: A beautiful, boisterous woman who speaks her mind, regardless of who is in the room. Amazing conversationalist.… Continue Reading “Profound Beauty”
You go through two-thirds of your life thinking you are Italian and with one little vial of spit, all you thought you were changes. And while I am astounded by the advances we have made in science and genetics, I now have a new… Continue Reading “Final Answer: NOT Italian”
Yesterday as I was dead heading my roses, I came upon a baby praying mantis. It was a tiny lime green stick, and still as death. She had come from who knows where working her way through to the maze of rose petals, and was… Continue Reading “Finding My Centre”
The pain is temporary. The ink, forever.” When my mother died, the music of my life was an Ă©tude in staccato. Each moment, each memory detached from one another; repetitive short snippets of a life spent together. A minute felt like forever, an hour… Continue Reading “Permanence”
“This must stop,” Zara said as she looked at him over the rim of the wine glass. She breathes in, her nose buried, savoring the aroma in the wine glass. The taste on her palate was dark, earthy, with an undertone of oak, and as… Continue Reading “Over Exposed”
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