without warning
sorrow swallowed
and death warms up
like lovers do
secretly lingering
over coffee
tomorrow rises
beyond cloudiness
my heart died with you
................I do understand.
January 15th
One year ago today I began to eat differently. It is called the Ketogenic diet and the information is out there for free ...
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Thursday, February 10, 2005 Lions, Tigers and HAMSTERS..... oh my I have been sick. Very sick...acute bronchitis (as opposed to ugly bronch...
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Wednesday, December 8, 2004 The best early Present I have ever received: (A letter from my mom in e-mail box today) (yes, this is me.) ...
I like your poem. It really speaks to me.
ReplyDeleteDeep and somewhat sad.
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas!
Gabreael
http://gabreaelsbodymindandspirit.blogspot.com/
Christina ... You speak acres and acres. I absolutely love the analogy between the first stance and the second.
ReplyDeleteI'm thinking though this morning that until that last breath it makes me feel good to talk about life and what God giveth in my making of a home on Earth, after that we will think, life with God in his home everflowing. Through talk of death betwen you and V, we make effort to stretch our dialogue, but our heart remains set, our focus will remain trying to live at our best.
Merry Christmas dear heart!
smoooch!
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