4/26

In evening, the hour of rockwell's light, slanting

Golden across the tree tops, I stand looking

Past these colors

Deepening into perfect. In evening,

Feeling the hint of chill that will echo ever

The soul's sadness.

In evening, no longer overwhelming, only

A constant tingeing rooted sorrow, haunting 

as crying geese. 

4/21

A year ago I was painting on this day, Snow Hill, crying as
My uncle had died and you were not here but a friend was,
Painting with me.

And this year she with another came again and we painted here,
The farm and  your tools hanging until the wallops rocket launched.
You would've enjoyed.

4/8

A long time ago I lived between the marsh and the sea.
Lived with the salt smell, the sound of foghorns and waves 
backwashing on pebbles.

4/6

I have sat here many an evening tracking the sun

Along the horizon, along the seasons, the years,

Remembering the love...

Remembering we did love together and as that tug

Pushes on the river, I watch, thinking of how I tell you

My heart thoughts, 

In the keeping of words shared quietly with you, 

I have found strength. You would love me still as

I do you

4/1

Amidst cackling guineas and industrious hens, 

I paint with friends along these winding inlets,

I am reminded

That these waterways with their ospreys, eagles,

Herons, geese, ducks, their mirrored surfaces, murky

Greens and sunny glints

Are things I love here, and waking to the soft light

Through treetop windows while the song birds

Begin warming up.

3/31

This day a friend celebrates her birthday and 
I sit within a family circle surrounded with good
Food and kugel.

This I sit in an aerie of a house, an osprey' view
Water all around. It is beautiful and tomorrow 
I will paint

But this afternoon I sit with friends and their family,
See kindness, and joy, and sorrow, see the dearness 
In all these.

3/19

Been awhile. It is not as of you aren't in my mind,

Always you are. But that the aloneness of me

Needs center stage.

It is not so quick a process this going from

We to me. Requires mental juggling, not always been

Willing to embrace,

Been willing to not only except the changes

But eventually to embrace. For now? Willing, just

To be willing. 

3/6

Again I sit a plane without you, as last night, 

I sat with our friends, watching them dance.

Another kindly asked, 

The first, I realized, I'd dance since....

And I was fine until he asked what you did

He'd no idea.

Nor I, that so far out it still hit hard. But,

He was kind, so I could quietly, carefully,

Still my soul.

3/5

Would that you were here this night

With old friends in their new place but

You are not

Not here to laugh with me at this absurd 

Delightful show. Not here to enjoy the music

Dance with me

2/15

I need direction, I need light, I need warmth, I need you. 
From you I found all this. Yet, is time to look hard for direction 
for light, for warmth, 

To allow memories of you guide. For now, it is just me and yet, 
I am no longer so frightened of that. For you, heart and soul, more,
left me well

2/14

Seated  quietly  on your bench under the large pine,

The sun settles in front of me.  Evening is cool and soft. 

I miss you. 

Four times now I have not had you near for this

A date you favored. The sun sinks red gold and

I miss you

Einstein spoke of the solitude painful in youth but 

delicious in age. Painful in loss, appreciated in time,

I miss you. 

2/13

A prayer: May your small traditions bring comfort. 

May the days, the evening be soft and warming to you, 

May the grief 

You know be by your side as a guest, not so much welcomed, 

But acknowledged for the manners it may have 

Hopefully, finally, developed. 

2/9

In the glow of a single flickering flame, 

how a bit of comfort comes, Like the single breath 

of a moment, 

how it allows the hour to come,

How we allow memory combined with love lost 

to refuge come.

2/3

In the ever hours I am now alone as never I knew alone.

In these ever hours I miss the physical of you, just, just

I miss you.

In these ever hours that meld loss and pain and future,

These ever hours that last forever and flash a second gone

I miss you.

In these ever hours where the shelter is thin at best,

I wish, ever so wish and yearn and hopefully strive on, 

Still missing you.

2/2

A candle lit for my Dear, near to my heart

A candle lit for those also who hurt 

from being apart

A candle lit for all walking this path 

wondering how, how, how does 

life again start.