Bedfellows – A Perspective on the Passage of Time
Bedfellows – A Perspective on the Passage of Time a short post while battling pneumonia. How the sources of warmth evolve with time.
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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
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
But she was also the quieter, smaller one of the two. I always had the sense that she chose to hold herself close, always to defer.
redwing blackbirds
flash like fire in the sun, the Olds
sailing and sailing over waves of blacktop
my mother called on Friday
to let me know his time was near
that I needed to come now.