death – Daniel Rutberg

Just Sad

I sit and listen to the cicadas and feel comforted by their lullaby and watch a black squirrel navigate the thin branch before it leaps from one tree to another in the morning light. As I sit on my deck overlooking my backyard and the wooded trail behind me I keep coming back to theContinue reading “Just Sad”

Kathy

With hair as white as fresh snow in the sunshine a woman of a certain age sits patiently upon a bench and daydreams of the years gone by. She sees her dear brother Julius one branch lower on the tree they loved to climb and her handsome friend Willi looks up at her from the ground below. ThatContinue reading “Kathy”

The Dove Brief Flight

The Dove’s Brief Flight Daniel Rutberg October 2013 I am weightless and floating in the absence of light I am mourning the dove’s brief flight How does one feel when your first best friend dies your blood brother And broker of peace As children we saw rites and rituals dashed against theContinue reading “The Dove Brief Flight”