And so, my love, it is your birthday, not that we began your celebrations that day. We often started on the first of April, sometimes before a daffodil was spotted, but not before the shelves of stores carried Easter eggs and stuffed bunnies. I will celebrate you in the woods this day. It rained thisContinue reading “Celebrating Earth and Your Day”
Author Archives: Dan R.
A Glimpse of Tupelo Honey
It doesn’t take much,a random thought,the first notes of a Van Morrison song,or a thousand others,each tied to images,to memories,the soundtrack of our story. I can see your lips move,your hips move,and I begin to sway,as I feel you pull my heartstrings toward you. Yes, I am smiling,and yes those are tears,made from grief, gratitude,Continue reading “A Glimpse of Tupelo Honey”
After A Life Well Lived
The face now etched from a thousand smiles, the lines on brow from eyebrows raised in wonder. The sharp pains that jab on my right side recall carrying the younger on my hip to chase the elder before he crossed the curb into traffic, both grown strong and tall, not sure how many times weContinue reading “After A Life Well Lived”
Spilled Wine To Remember
This morning holds more than memories; they are imprints etched into the very fabric of my soul, kept safely in the chambers of my heart. This year the celebration of our peoples freedom and the anniversary of my fathers passing sit one day apart. The significance of this holiday is woven into strands of DNAContinue reading “Spilled Wine To Remember”
Walk on the Beach
Against the bluest sky I shield my eyes from the sun to see the gulls drop oysters from above, letting gravity do the work of cracking them open on the rocks below. Todd’s Point is at the end of a narrow rock-walled road where the driver of the oncoming car shakes their head as weContinue reading “Walk on the Beach”
Love Letter to My Sister Suzie
March 29, 2026 Ever since I can remember, my sister, three years my senior, has been my guide and defender. My first playmate and my interpreter. She spoke Danny and would patiently explain to our parents what it was that I wanted. She held herself to high standards and set an example for me. TheContinue reading “Love Letter to My Sister Suzie”
Reflections On The Journey
I gaze in wonderat the reflectionthe journey etchedin black turned gray I crashed through lifemore instinct than inspirationsurprised to rise againfrom each disasterstunned at my good fortune I’ve lived amongBut never withEach gaggle and its myths Instead I’ve learned the dialectsOf their deceptionsAnd wore a patchwork cloakof myths of my own creation A poet warriorContinue reading “Reflections On The Journey”
View from the Summit
It is the time for introspection, there are many routes to understanding the nature of our being. I seek to look within and climb to the mountain top, a place I first found walking in the footprints of my father, and upon the summit would slowly turn around in awe of the hawks and eagles,Continue reading “View from the Summit”
The Hudson
Winter has pursed its lipsand blown across the surface,freezing waves in their wake. A river with tides that has carriedfleet Viking ships and hulled-out tree trunk canoesflows back and forth at the whim of the moonlong past the time man floats upon its surface. I gaze west across its watersand hush the whisper of unease;havingContinue reading “The Hudson”
A Wire Tied to a Kite
There is no question that I am at one of the oddest points in my life. I have emerged, I am emerging from a hibernation of sorts, and as I shake off the Rip Van Winkle fog of sleep, I look around and nothing is as I left it before she came into my life.Continue reading “A Wire Tied to a Kite”