poem – Page 2 – Daniel Rutberg

Serenity On The Sound

Yesterday, the lapping of the waves and Mother Nature temporarily confused about the season with the sun’s rays more summerly, than fall, we walked along the sound.

I once was but am no longer A child thin as a rail Why walk when you can run Sitting still was just not possible I once was A father’s son Who would have listened better If he had only known How brief the visit I once was A rebel, long haired, bell bottomed DressedContinue reading “The Horizon”

Solitary Musings on a Foggy Morn

The fog more than a mist shrouds the tree lined border of our yard The birds not visible are in conversation somewhere nearby Otherwise I am left alone this morning It will rain soon. You always loved the rain, windows open at night to catch the lightening’s flash and the thunders crash You slept well toContinue reading “Solitary Musings on a Foggy Morn”

Now that she is gone

It’s spring and the beauty of nature abounds As I look up at the trees framed against the white clouds and the blue blue sky, the trees have never looked so green A gorgeous red cardinal flys past me as if to say hey we too have dressed for the occasion. I seem to noticeContinue reading “Now that she is gone”

Her Story

Her story I need to I need to tell I need to tell her story Over and over Bits and pieces pieces of the puzzle Swirling in the air Forming a vision A vision of her in motion I see her smiling I hear her laughter She is calling to me Oh Danny, oh myContinue reading “Her Story”

Navigating a rock strewn icy trail with crutches (a note to Norma)

I am beginning a new journey and I am grateful for the vast, crazy, painful set of experiences we had because I have become sensitized, aware, more conscious of how precious time and being present for each moment of it can be. At some point in the not-too-distant future I will no longer be ableContinue reading “Navigating a rock strewn icy trail with crutches (a note to Norma)”

Celebration

My Devotion

My places of worship are the trails along the water, those that are under a canopy of trees that snake past rivers and lakes and through overpasses where I can see the sun reflected in the water while white swans gently swim in pairs. My devotion comes in the form of sweat, hard breathing andContinue reading “My Devotion”

Stuck

Stuck, betwixt and between Stuck, smack dab in the middle of the proverbial rock and the increasingly familiar hard place Stuck, no two steps forward and one step back Just stuck in limbo. What can we do? What can we wish for? Another shock to our system Another shoe drops Another doctors sad face AnotherContinue reading “Stuck”

Just Present

Before you wake I worry And then straighten up around the couch, I fold the blanket, making sure that the things you will need are in reach I bring fresh water and a clean glass To the little black table on wheels that holds the bottles of pills some that will help you feel betterContinue reading “Just Present”