The firelight glows amid the crackling embers and wispy gray smoke fills the cool, damp autumn air. My love hums a familiar ditty about our life together and as I look at the lines growing on his tired, aging face, the sight of a few…

A silly fool’s foolish heart carved; thoughts often scattered, but never torn apart. Narcissism, the bearable kind; a relatively non-foggy intelligent mind. Sunshine both from the morn and noon, twilight hues and not a minute too soon. Drizzles, downpours, floods and fall, drench my soul,…

I have a plan for us. When the sun sets and all is quiet We’ll steal a boat and sail upon  the lake We’ll bring a lantern a blanket, and ourselves and lay looking up at the stars in its hull. “I have a plan…

“Not her, not her, not her… write about her later,” He says, “Not time, not time, not time…” Yet. Cosmic map of consciousness; man of men and women, you led me here, then say “stay silent”! I play along, laughing at your wisdom. “But, you…

Carved In My Heart Do you remember me? We met here… Long ago; Lifetimes before. Do you know me, still? We met again, Right here… Not even a moment ago. More than once… twice three times, four and five… a dozen times. Always so close……

Dear Love, Waking this morning without you, I am lost, Like a boat adrift, In the blue ocean of Nottingham sky. I am missing you the way, an orange misses its skin, once peeled, That is all there is to say. Just this: I miss…

It is eleven o’clock and I’m writing this to say that I am struggling today, here without you. You have missed so many major moments: the first African-American President, the last Space Shuttle launch, my wedding, your granddaughter and so much more. It’s hard for…

To my best friend: Dearest, I fear I should keep your name out of this else you might identify yourself. I know that’s kind of the point of letters but as long as I don’t name you it could be anyone. I miss you every…

Dear Daddy, You still visit in my dreams. I miss you being here, of course. You’d be really old, too. Still, there’s so much I’d like to know. You left so long ago, and I thought I’d remember it all. I do and I don’t….

Melodies of midnight! It may kill you inside But will always heal you back It will embarrass you horribly But someday will be your pride It may be way too sweet But sometimes, also, the spice of life Black. Sometimes too white. The grey melodies…