Regrets —
those ghosts
of action
that haunt
our thoughts
favorites
Alone in mid-night
Midnight — the luller
Midnight — the advisor
Midnight — the fabulist
Fusion
Sometimes we can’t let go of the pain because we think it’s the only thing holding us together.
Release
the wisdom of age
takes root to blossom
in crevices of the brain
emptied by letting go
So simple
Sometimes my husband says really smart things. Today during a conversation on our lunch breaks, it was this—
Me: “How can I let go of something like that?”
Him: “Shift + Delete”
In pieces
The emotions are part of the wound.
Tough as concrete
Each negative experience hardens us a little more to life. Some of us are tough as concrete. But try to leave yourself a few cracks, so that love and flowers can grow through.
None excluded
Prayer is for the grateful and for the
Knees down, heart open, head up
Sometimes, praying is releasing our pent-up, used-up life and making room in ourselves for new life.
Bartleby
How can something bother you if you won’t let it?
A lesson
Death teaches us meaning
of the word sudden —
one minute there, one minute
not —
the blackness, the blankness,
the emptiness, the silence, the void —
the most palpable, oppressing nothing
there ever was.
Transform
Loss — the great redefiner of life.
Forty-two-tick-tock
the body is a clock —
bones tick and tock
years gather in flesh
an alarm set for death