This Christmas Eve, I sit at my desk in the dining room of the house where we raised our sons, Eric and Mark. It’s the same home where we welcomed our godchildren and grandchildren. The silence feels vast. It’s as if the house itself is holding its breath, waiting for the familiar chaos that onceContinue reading “Christmas Eve”
Tag Archives: Loss
Time
There was a time, there was a time,It seems just moments away.But it’s been half a centurySince we kissed on Valentine’s Day. Not sure what you saw in me,Other than a ragtag survivor of the sixties.What I saw in you—and still see when I close my eyes—Is an angel with a devilish smile,And eyes thatContinue reading “Time”
Your Skin Against Mine
There are so many things I miss about you. Your laughter bursting uncontrollably From deep within you As often as not at something I did As something I said Your ferocious love for me, for our daughter whose imprint is seared, deep into our hearts for our sons who now stand fearless and tallContinue reading “Your Skin Against Mine”
Love’s Quartet
I In the silence of the night Long before the sun will rise I peer into the darkness And imagine that my essence, my awareness my soul Lighter than the stardust it is clothed in Rises above The twisted bed sheets Into the night sky In search of you. II On bended knee I thankContinue reading “Love’s Quartet”
A Dervish Dance
My sweet bride, what have I learnedsince we started our journey down this road?I thought I knew bravery, grace and beautyI thought I couldn’t love you, admire you,or cherish you more than I did. But each day, as we faced the darkness,Your bravery gave me hope,your grace filled my heartOur love grew as you clungContinue reading “A Dervish Dance”
Familiar Roads
Memories of what seem to be past lives flash by like sign posts along the way
Your Absence
Your Absence is ever present and my search never ending.
Grateful
In the fog of my pain and confusion I have thrashed about Seeking salve for my wounds And remedies for my fractured “Humpty Dumpty” of a heart I wore my love for her on my sleave I weave the words of my grief into the lyrics of the minstrels song In the pain of ourContinue reading “Grateful”
On Your Birthday
On rain swept days or sun struck mornings I sit upon this marble bench in your rose garden, And sigh your name and wonder … If you can see the mist that clouds my eyes, If you can feel the beat of my heart quicken If you can see my body shudder as I shedContinue reading “On Your Birthday”
Times Gone By
My unseen hand touching the small of your back.