The Soul, so 'oft times in pain, Has few choices, to be with God again.Once before birth, and after one dies, And during life, which is filled with cries. Cries of love, and being as one, During the passion of love, only then can Two become one. A blessed bird of flight, the pure white … Continue reading When Two Become One
Category: Heart
WE LOVE THEM
To meet a new soul so unaware as to be a pond without a ripple or stir. And, yet, there he was. Hoping the future would lie with them, a natural thing, one would say.Here a girl, there a boy, but the ones holding them wanting only the best.The future of an unopened book, an … Continue reading WE LOVE THEM
My Cadillac Journey
What a Journey for a 50-year survivor of rust, accidents, broken parts, and even politics. I am still on the road today, and I think I look pretty decent for my age. I began my mechanical life December 15, 1966, when my last Cadillac Factory check was finished, in Dearborn Michigan. I spent virtually all … Continue reading My Cadillac Journey
That Musical Voice
I hungered tonight for your voice. Thought I heard it. Maybe not. Just the wind whirling through the trees after all. Stopped me though, glass to lips. Eyes frozen forward, head slightly tilted. That sound of a song, so strong in your heart, that even your anger sometimes sounded like a chorus of angels. Small … Continue reading That Musical Voice
That Damned Mirror
That old man is staring at me again, blue eyes like beacons burning into me, searing my soul. At first, I think I know him, then not! Does he know me from before? Did I meet him long, long ago? I did not mean to look in the mirror, it was a mistake. I have … Continue reading That Damned Mirror
Heartbeats, Ba Whish, Ba Doom
Nested between the heartbeats, you first heard the song of life, ba whish, ba doom. You can hear the song again, you just have to listen to the silence just below your hurried life. So loud in its clamor, yet so small in its reach. In the womb, you heard ba whish, ba doom, and … Continue reading Heartbeats, Ba Whish, Ba Doom
A Son with No Father
Mr. Peterson looked at me through a veil of white and silver hairs, hanging just past, below, and above his piercing green eyes. His eyes seemed to burrow into everything me, into my darkest recesses. Peterson's heavy face had at least 5 days of unshaven white and silver hairs. I had just arrived in my … Continue reading A Son with No Father
Earn, While you Burn
Timmy, as you get to be twelve and a half, let me tell you about the world and where I would like you to be. I know, I am old! You know it. But, along this path of life and misery, I have learned a few things. Oh, you have all the youth and energy, … Continue reading Earn, While you Burn
Big John, Crossover Music
Can you hear music from heaven? Maybe, when you are still, quiet, and troubled? Big John always wore his shirts with sleeves and necks unbuttoned. Colors were usually gray or blue to black. Sometimes they were solid, sometimes checkered. He really did not care. He was bent at the neck like the world bore down … Continue reading Big John, Crossover Music
FROSTY VANESSA
Schnick! The pick danced on the rocks again, and a few sparks leaped from the white granite to die quickly in the cold autumn air. Torrance could see Ice crystals left on the pointed tip of the Pick, as the northern wind came whistling through the Aspen trees further up the slope. "Got to get … Continue reading FROSTY VANESSA
