Tuesday, October 15, 2024

days

 Hermes scarf

Yankees ball cap 

Jeans

Braces

And muddy Nikes 

The outfit 

Of the day

Trying to add

A little whimsy

To my reality

Cooler temperatures

Have me reaching

For that shredded

Martha’s Vineyard

Sweatshirt

I can’t seem

To part with

It brings

The memory

To life

Three years later

Letting gratitude flow

Blessed to see

The wild world

Created for 

Enjoying

Savoring

And preserving

Relishing the day

For what it is

Not for selfish

Desires

Monday, October 14, 2024

holler

 In the hollers

Deep in

Those peaks

Finding faith

In the oasis

Of hope

On which

Survival is hinged

When the 

Only hope

Is in

The Father

Son

And Holy Ghost

luxuries

 In the quiet 

Of this early morning 

Feeling peace

The fan

Going round

Is not

To be taken

For granted again

Staring upward

Grateful 

Because

Simple pleasures

Have become

True luxuries

Sunday, October 13, 2024

stud

 Listening to church this morning I heard something that’s shaken my soul. God doesn’t change our circumstances. We change amidst them. I’ve never heard something so simple, yet for me so truthful. In seven days, God in His glory upended my worldview. Upended everything I believed. 

Torn down

To studs

And shown

Love

That comes

When searching 

Is too tiring

Your work

Begins

When I

Stop seeking


Love yourself and one another

Saturday, October 12, 2024

burberry

 In the cool 

Breezes 

My soul reclines

In sweet 

Soliloquies 

Burberry trench

Hunter boots

And leaves

Changing to 

Hues of orange

And bright reds

Bring to mind

Memories

Of a New England

Escape 

Full of coffee

And cannolis 

Friday, October 11, 2024

Moi

 Things are returning to normal here. What has not returned to normal is me. Therapy is ongoing, but folks, it takes time. I don’t know what is happening, but I’m coming up for air slowly. Gratitude and grief mix in a beautiful serenade. I hardened my heart, but it’s being softened again. Just because the world is cruel or unfair doesn’t give me permission to do the same. As one of you had to remind me, I no longer hide my pain, but others do by projecting joy to the outside world. And that is their choice. 

On behalf of myself, I thank you for being a sounding board. A safe place. The true measure of wealth is receiving love when nothing of value can be returned. 

I will recover. It’s just not on my timetable. I love you. 

unknown

The unknown
Where I reside
Is not a place
To fear
But find strength 
Within the confines
Of my knowledge 
Love
Where it starts
Growing in
Tough conditions 
And refined
In fiery reminders