They sat in the garden, at walkway end upon bench under cradle-canopy of trees in change from green to gold, the latter emboldened in glow of sunlight through thin-fleshed translucence of the leaves that shone in dazzle at upward gaze and as shadow and light over walkway looking down. “I’ve gone back to […]
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COLD WIND
“What do you think of the world?” he asked. “I’d rather not,” she responded plain. “I agree.” The leaves were turning and shone on the fence and tree lines framing parceled fields not yet consolidated into corporate tracts. “It is […]
MUSE
She accepted from him the role of muse as one who when presented with a possibility, unexpectedly, discovers purpose: as if it had been, should be, and could be no other way. In her aura, she existed unchanged, indifferent, yet always aware of the place and purpose that she played. She was present […]
CORONA
Beneath kaleidoscope-corona, she revealed herself as well; beautiful, fair, and lovely in removal of the veil: bright porcelain-vibrance in ochre-freckled cast over wonder of woman’s form; areole hue striking in contrast and swelled into focused centers shocked in cool of new-air touch then cover of warmth in taking lips—spirit-response to body’s sense—becoming greater one […]
GARDEN’S GIFTS
His favorite meals were those they shared alone, just he and she, yield from garden’s harvest from time and labors shared together in enrichment to bodies, spirits, and minds; enjoyed bounty of simple and joyful labors that bore fruit for them to see. In the candle light and quiet of evening, meals made […]
MIRACLE OF THE SUN
“You don’t really believe that do you?” “Believe what?” “Fatima: The Miracle of the Sun; that Mary revealed herself in celestial signs in movement and changing of the sun?” “Why shouldn’t I?’ “It just seems absurd, ridiculous. How could anyone believe in sign and miracle like that in our modern […]