Enjoy this moment Without any regret. It’s your birthday, You’re a bigger one. How old You’re? 6 yrs? Oops! Isn’t that true? Hmm— may I wrong Then guess again It’s your celebration time Enjoy this time. You’re seeing 6 yrs One by one with a…

Just breathe Into Memories where both Mist and breath Nourish

Daddy Don’t Forget   Daddy, don’t forget me. I’m still your little girl. I may be older now, but you know I’ll always need you. You’ve always known the answer, no matter the question. Everything is changing. I see the question in your eyes and…

From Holly—Prompt#6   Dear Oliver, how long has it been? Sixty plus years have grown between us. We were seven or was it eight years old but we were madly in love—remember? I would wear my hair over the shoulders long and straight, just the…

Dark hole, fleshy drain, once vital passage designed to receive, cut then clamped the pipeline turned an angry purple, then fell off. The opening capped with a whirl of skin now collects lint and dirt in its folds. Pick at the grit, the skin breaks…

I want to lay with you on a hand stitched quilt on an open field full of sunflowers. My Darling Dear like the flower this too is our finest hour, and although we too will someday wither and fade, but my darling dear, my love,…

I remember you. I remember your squishy lap, and you always having a warm towel when I played in the sprinklers. I remember snuggling my face into your soft neck. I remember you singing to us on the phone, and in the videos on the…

Dear Felicia,   Remember the days of playing Wonder Dog Jumping off the pump in the playground Crawling around on all fours and barking Laughter filling the air. Remember when you moved and we lost touch You returned and it was like our friendship Never…

VI. Bird Tower of Babble at the Bird Tree perched on by immigrants and varied species speaking disparate languages   As with humans, language reveals:   The soft bizz bizz of gentle Chicadees, and a quiet low chirp from flitting hummingbirds – it’s their wings…

The lottery was conducted—as were the square dances, the teen-age club, the Halloween program—by Mr. Summers, who had time and energy to devote to civic activities. He was a round-faced, jovial man and he ran the coal business, and people were sorry for him, because…