Softness

Setting sun waves a fond goodnight.

Soft pink cloud edged in gold

spreads a last glow over

lush green land fading into black.

Silvered crystal water mirrors the gift of softness.

Goodnight all.

“Those playful fancies of the mighty sky.”

~ Albert Smith

Day Two of Memory......

A prairie warm and windy day in Raymore

Swirls of dry dust cluttered with crackled leaves

miss the sheltered bench 

that invites all comers 

to park themselves.

I'll kick off my shoes

and swing my bare feet 

to cool them

in the shade of the tree 

just outside the door to warmth and family.

Do I hear an echo from beyond the door?

‘Make sure you leave all that dirt and dust outside...’

“Where we find echoes, we generally find emptiness and 

hollowness; it is the contrary with the echoes of the heart.”

                                                          ~ John Frederick Boyes

In Memory of Olga Wulff

Crabapple jelly ~ 
crystal clear and deep pink,

magically appeared 
in plain mason jars

slathered on warm homemade bread

with warm butter and good strong coffee at the kitchen table.

Strong hands picked the apples,

prepared the apples

ground the flour

kneaded the bread to make

crusty thick slices.

A strong woman who loved and laughed

while she worked for all of her family 

giving each of us a place in her home and her heart.

You will be sorely missed and always loved.

Your memory is in my heart forever.

Love you Mom

“A mom’s hug lasts long after she lets go.”

~ Author Unknown

Under currents....

Under currents

fluid and beautifully violent 

push deep and vast waters
up from silted ocean floor 
to pool and froth;

gigantic wet fingers rising up,

rolling and rattling smooth pebbles 

that wait to be scooped to the depths.

“The least movement is of importance to all nature.

The entire ocean is affected by a pebble.”

~ Blaise Pascal

We shall remain nameless...

...and faceless.
But our brilliance!
Fascinating and fun!
Words falling 
from our pens, 
like orange gold 
leaves from a tree.
Writers Ink - a great group of writers ~ 
avoids the dictates of form and structure
celebrates each other's colour and imagination.

“A good writer possesses not only his own spirit 
but also the spirit of his friends.”
~ Friedrich Nietzsche

Metaphor and Memory

A good mood 
swing sways gently.

Solid seating and sturdy ropes anchored

from a broad branch
of the family tree.

   

"In every conceivable manner, the family

is our link to the past, bridge to the future."

 ~ Alex Haley