I blinked, leaned forward to peer at the message on my computer screen, and then settled back into my chair. I shook my head and muttered, “Well I never.” I’d been quite stunned when I saw the name in my...
memories
A List of Love
"Have you ever made a list of all the things you love?"
I love you, that is my first thought as I inventory all the things around me that my heart loves. I love things like surprise messages from friendsand forehead kisses accompanied by bear hugs, warm laundry, wet puppy noses and...
Remember Donnybrook in the dark? We wandered around the park Looking for sticks for battleships or Toy soldiers you painted line-perfect stark. Remember Chinese food and Chilean wine with TV? The shows I watched you hated. "The Hills," the thrills,...
Trinkets of You
"You don't know what you got, till it's gone."
There are certain trinkets that remind me of you. Some small details I notice that pull me through. That picture you sent from the gym—you in pink The dress with red lips: yes it’s of you I think. There’s the...
Grazed by your eyesAs though you have touched meWatching your lipsWhile words emerge softly Speaking to meTelling me moreI just want to stay hereLetting them pour Silken, like scarvesThat trail through my mindThey calm, yet exciteAs I try to slow...
Remembering
"Remember when"
Can you remember when we met That feeling of absolute joy Nervous feelings that made you sweatHoping you were that special boy Simple talks that were so amazingSpending time with each otherThe joys of first time datingWhen we become special...
June Morning
"Words felt, then spoken"
I chose to say "I love you"Uncertain how you feltI chose to tell you, not so ICould keep you for myself I chose to say I love youCradled in your armsTogether, lying in your bedMy thoughts securely warm I knew...
How many years has it been? How many years have passed since I've seen your face? How many sleepless nights have crowded my life? On tear smeared pages I write to you my bride. I'm a bottomless pit, an empty...
Still
"Time, the healer of wounds."
The other day I heard,What once was "our" song, As it played on the radio.This time though, it was different,The sadness and pain were gone,I didn't immediately think of you.Halfway through the song,The memories came,And I paused for a minute.To remember...