Monthly Archives: April 2013
Waiting for Spring
A flower bloom in waiting Reaches out for hidden sun When will winter end? **Our flowers are not quite sure what to do with the late arrival of Spring.**
they come to me for guidance I go to them for knowledge they look to me to know the way I look to them to show me how they know that I have the plan I know they can work … Continue reading
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Not enough hours . . .
It has been very difficult to do much writing while Maureen and I have been exploring parts of western Ireland. It’s not as if Ireland is lacking for anything to write about. Some of the greatest writers and poets have … Continue reading
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The Irish Traffic Jam
Driving down the highway On the wrong side of the road Listening to the radio Someone’s singing with a brogue Didn’t have to go far Before I reach the first delay And quickly learn that in Ireland Sheep have the … Continue reading
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The Hawk – an unfinished story of trust
I look into its eyes and it knows me With new trust my gloved hand becomes its perch And we walk in the soft morning drizzle Into wooded glen to begin the hunt ** Our stay at the Ashford Castle … Continue reading
early morning rain ancient rhythms in the mist from dreams I awake still tapping to the music soft Irish morning welcomes
thirst for the old ways beckons the story teller a pint of black stout We are spending our first night of our Ireland vacation in Clifden, County Connemara, in the west – Joyce Country.
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Point of View
** I grew up in a world full of Mexican slang that was part of every conversation. Spanglish was my first language, and it was fun to use. My younger siblings never really learned the language. To them, it became … Continue reading
another april day
a springtime welcome the cool breeze across my face lingering winter
Some Day . . .
Throughout my life I’ve often wondered if I would ever really know for what work I was created; know if I will ever become the person I was meant to be. Am I exactly where I’m supposed to be? I … Continue reading
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