Saturday, February 26, 2011


A Saturday spent busy in side but for time
Taken to walk with friends, play with pets,
Dine with neighbors.

Monday, February 21, 2011


Talked with a friend, feeling as if the days currents had sent
Me into a shallow, to float softly swirling in warm waters
And her wisdom.

Felt I had been given a gift of hope, distant but visible,
That my choices these days to honor love by honoring life, are
A good ones.

Friday, February 18, 2011


Tears will come and my goldens bring to me their hairy comfort.
Reminding me how ephemeral life is after having been loved
By my dear.

Tears will come and my goldens will lena on me, making me
Smile at their silly antics, glad to share their company as
I go on.

Monday, February 14, 2011


Wake, yearning to lean into the warmth of you, perhaps
I do, even as my senses rise to the light of another day breaking,
With colors paler.

Sunday, February 13, 2011


Valentine's Eve, spent in our friends' B & B, wondrous,
Not since Vienna, with you, have I had such an evening
Art and music.

Friday, February 11, 2011


This night I walked the cold late hours with our dogs
Under stars so beautiful, I called loudly to each I know,
And to you.

With all my breath I call your name loudly to hear it echo
Through the clear cold, to hear distant foxes bark reply under
An early moon.

This cold, this year is easier to bear but
I miss saying your name, your name, Jack. I
Mourn that, too.

Thursday, February 10, 2011


Grief seeps inward now, no less there but solitary
Its circle swings in smaller arcs, settling
To encompass me.

I move softly through these changes, lifting mourning
To a place nestled by heart and soul: mine and a few others.
Enough to hold.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011


This night made dinner, alone, then watched,
Alone, a silly sweet sounding show we both liked.
Watched and cried.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011


A simple mid-week day as such we once treasured.
Together, sort of, doing each our own, joining to
Give thanks together.


This day brings soft, snow-less winter colors
And I walk the go-go's the mile to mail, watching
The hours pass.

How does one go on and why? Why bother, though?
The day is quiet, kind and easier - to drift along
holding words.

Where will I go, why might I stay? Have I
Courage enough to move valiantly, or hold until
The souls knows

Monday, February 7, 2011


Learning aloneness needs knowledge I've not known much.
Nicer to wish Faith success, in her company football betting.
good to watch.

Saturday, February 5, 2011


Seeking a path steady enough to support, sustain,
Is not easy. Perhaps hardest is knowing now the deepest
Connection is gone.

Friday, February 4, 2011


Here is what I know: life starts well within my heart,
But others may not wish so to know and so, you are missed
Ever soul deep.

Thursday, February 3, 2011


Finding a path through life is not an easy thing.
Not one well-lived, lost beyond soft, fine passages
That bring peace.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011


I do yet wake yearning to lean into the warmth of you.
My senses still rise only to the light of breaking day, even
As colors pale.

So though this season's cold pales compared to last year, it still bites
My bones, even with weaker teeth. Perhaps I have only grown more
Able to withstand.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011


There is a knack, a way of reaching out and I
never realized how simply good you were at
Keeping in touch.