Dan R.

Through the Haze

Seven decades into this thing called life I am just beginning to see through the haze.

My Shadow and A Cardinal Kept Me Company on the Ride

My shadow and a cardinal, kept me company on the rideThe frogs are sleeping for the season, the winter sun is in the skyI rode past Yorktown, my usual stopping placeI’ve missed the sweat of a hard ride, and had to up my pace I felt my pain rewarded when a white tail deer appeared just as IContinue reading “My Shadow and A Cardinal Kept Me Company on the Ride”

Those Times I’ve Cried

I went to the waters edge and walked along the rocky shore The sun was low in the November sky As I watched the sun rise Over the water I found to my surprise My cheeks were wet And I remembered Other times I’ve cried Years after my father died in your arms I criedContinue reading “Those Times I’ve Cried”

The Perfect Gift

If I could choose the perfect gift for you, One that when unwrapped, you would gasp and say “Oh my Oh yes, it’s just what I’ve always wanted” and you would hold it up to the light and turn it around and when you looked up and away from this precious gift your eyes would beContinue reading “The Perfect Gift”

The Secret of Life

A walk with a friend

I went for a walk with a friend Yesterday I woke up later than expectedSuffering from another sleepless nightTurning the breaking news of the pandemic, politics and our own personal rollercoaster ride over and over in ones mind doesn’t make for a well rested night. I texted that I was running late and received aContinue reading “A walk with a friend”

The Muse

It’s time again to call the muse,To wish her well and ask her blessingsThe time is right for her to shine her light so that I can see the knots that I must untangle, It is in her song that one can see clearly the patterns of our lives emergeand we can celebrate victory or mourn defeatTheContinue reading “The Muse”

Stolen Moments

Why do I crave and seek this quiet time by the waterside? Why do I wake early and complete my chores in silence? Walking the dog and gather my inks and pads, closing the front door in slow motion, just to feel the remnants of the summer sun on my cheek and brow? Why doContinue reading “Stolen Moments”

the power of prayer

Have you looked into their eyes Have you heard their whispered cries Have you seen them kneel With their hands touching palms Have you seen them In the light Of the candle They just lit As they pray for your beloved As they pray for her to live I have never been so humbled feltContinue reading “the power of prayer”

I saw it in her eyes

She walked in to the coffee shop as I was settling up at the counter. The sister-in-law of my son’s best friend. Part of a second family that we had lost touch with when he began his global walkabout. Kismet or coincidence the two friends were together again skiing down the slopes of Breckenridge soContinue reading “I saw it in her eyes”