just a dog – on the loss of a true heart friend
I prayed to the gods of several heavens
to permit me to bring him home,
to give us some time – a day
an hour, a moment
of peace before parting.
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I prayed to the gods of several heavens
to permit me to bring him home,
to give us some time – a day
an hour, a moment
of peace before parting.
for one more glorious, completely ordinary day
you are blessed
Bedfellows – A Perspective on the Passage of Time a short post while battling pneumonia. How the sources of warmth evolve with time.
his feet cracked, red
and worn
from the long, lonely walk
into this life…
may he be warm
may he be safe
may he be held
I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it. And I pray that I will have many more to experience. Little boy, I weep for joy at the prospect of meeting you!
I’ve born witness now to the birth and growth of two sons and a granddaughter. This is the great mystery and the gift of lineage.
for a downstream lineage to manifest requires an injection – a partner, a husband, a wife to be inserted into this stream that it might flow onward
This Father’s Imperfect Love – Sixth Lineage Poem. Writing an honest poem is a profoundly private act. Making the decision to share that poem publicly is anything but. This is especially true if one is writing “about” a friend or family member who’s still alive to read it (bearing in mind that all we can … Read more
The Gift of an Exquisite Love – Fifth Lineage Poem. We were eighteen years old, in our freshman year of college in a small town in Michigan. I’d borrowed the money from my girlfriend (a long story that) to take her out