If I see it on the menu – corned beef, ‘kraut, swiss, and rye -though it’s not necessarily what I would pick,I (almost) always have to give it a try.Often times I hear a song, a tune and right away it takes me back.What wouldn’t I give to hear your baritone,Or see your hands curled…
Tag: poems
We, Us, and Me
I don’t cry when I think about them The people who used to be we and us Haven’t in quite some time Every once in a while I see An old photograph and I’m tempted I wonder if I should try But then I remember The ball is on the other side Maybe one day…
Thankful
Reflections on glass buildings and crystal waters Or on sporty glasses and sidewalk puddles Architectural lines and paths leading somewhere Each bloom turned up to meet the sky All the shadows and silhouettes Making each bright spot that much brighter Laughing faces and teasing smiles Puppy dog eyes and wagging tails Artistic plates with tantalizing…
Waves
I wish the sound of the ocean could drown out the constant ringing in my head. If the ringing was gone, then the only sounds I would hear right now would be: the waves gently crashing on the beach the wind rustling through palm fronds the flip-flop of sandals on the boardwalk katydids singing in…
Little Did She Know
A year ago today I reluctantly transplanted my life from Virginia to South Carolina. I felt I was running away, or being chased away, rather than running to something. I wasn’t sure what was ahead. I was scared. I was heartbroken. I thought for a long while about what I would write today to mark…