Month: March 2018

This Pleasure of Music

This Pleasure of Music

This Pleasure of Music

I go to the well and drink
My soul quenched, my spirit at peace
As each note fills my senses,
I sit here absorbed in its beauty,
Oneness envelops me,
There is no negativity, I know only joy,
I wonder, why do I hesitate to enter this realm?
This garden, this forest, this world of light and serenity,
Silent I sit in wonderment as the music caresses me,
Relaxes the tension that once tighten me,
I am one, happy, as the melodious waves consume me
Filling my deepest inner recesses,
This world, this pleasure of music.

Strength

Strength

Strength

I search the embers for the home I knew,
For the life I once had,

There deep in the rumble lies my silver-plated music box,
A gift cherished, now destroyed,
Over there, yes, near that fallen cross beam
Is the meat tray from my mother’s china,
Even in the wet ashes the roses are still fresh,
Too bad the platter is broken,

That’s the story of my life, I am alive
But my memories are gone,
Burned away in the still of a cold, dark night,

“Oh, what’s the use,” I say to myself, if only
I had been consumed in the fire with that antique sofa,
My favorite place to lay reading a cherished book,
Now gone, all gone… And I must start over?
I’m 83 years old, how am I supposed to start over?

Across the wreckage the sun is rising in the east
Just it always has,
That old dependable sun giving me another morning,
A new day,

As its first golden rays creep across the dark ash
They catch a reflection, a burst of brightness,
There in the depth of black soot I dig,

It’s a picture, an old photo of a man’s smiling face,
The man I once called my own, he had always
Stood by me, holding me, supporting me,

And with that frame held to my breast, I knew,
Together, I had the strength to go one.

A Leap of Faith

A Leap of Faith

A Leap of Faith

I am standing on the edge, a precipice,
My world spread out before me, a vast, open canyon,
Do I take a step, perhaps a leap, of faith?

Or do I step back, away from the edge
And move to safer, more familiar ground?
It is easy to take the path more traveled
And return to a life planned for me,

But I have never been one to follow the herd,
No, I’ve always favored the road less traveled,
Moving on my own, the destination unknown,
Unmapped by those few who’ve gone before me,

But this world, this vast unknown frightens me,

I remind myself, fear is a known enemy,
For years I have faced it, head on, refusing to back down,
Not  bowing to its intimidation,

So why should I give in now? Age?
I am getting older, is this journey a path
For the young, their lives uncharted before them?

My God girl, you’re only fifty, why are so afraid?
Do you want to sit in a cubicle, working hard
For someone else, putting their lives, their wants
Ahead of your dreams, your goals, your desires?

Or do you take the risk and face your fear?

Your life is ahead of you, not behind you,
To deny yourself your future, is taking a step
Backwards, and that’s not you,

You are brave, courageous and strong,
Take a step, live, dare to dream, be you,
You were not meant to be boxed in,

Don’t put yourself in chains tied
To another’s dreams, force feeding their egos,
While you are sucked dry, slowly dying inside,
Your feet stuck on their path, not your own,

Remember fear is an enemy to be defeated,
Leap, child, leap, keep your eyes forward,
For yours is the world ahead not behind.

For Ammie ~ Forevermore

For Ammie ~ Forevermore

Forevermore

My world shattered when I was nine

You left me one last time,

I stood on the sofa and watched the lights

Swirl bright and red and I knew you were gone,

I cried and cried, I yelled and yelled,

You were my rock and then you were gone,

We went to the viewing, my family and I

So many people, all strangers,

And then there it was, a large metal box,

Inside was a body, all pasty and pale

Dressed in your finest dress, a flowered blue,

The eyes were closed with a look of peace

And I told everyone it wasn’t you,

If it had been you, you’d hold out your arms to me

Encircling me in your love’s security

When my parent’s fought, your bed was my haven

You were my shield, my advocate and then, you were gone,

Days later as I wept, missing you, you came to me

You held me once more in peace and serenity

You wiped my tears and gave me joy

Just like before and I knew you would be with me

Forevermore.

Your Legacy

Your Legacy

Your Legacy

For years, I watched you, learned from you,

You were my father, my role model,

For good or bad, right or wrong, indifferent,

Emotionally, you were luke-warm,

Physically, strong, determined, stoic,

Burying your pain, your sorrow and even loss

Deeper and deeper, inside you,

Do I mourn for you now?

In truth, I never knew you,

But I do mourn, not for you but, rather

What could have been, the relationship

We never had, the open, honest and even loving

Father-Daughter bond we could have shared,

Even today, when I think of you, I feel nothing

Perhaps that was what you intended, all along.

Fantastic News!

Fantastic News!

Hello my Friends,

Just a quick note to let you know I’m off to a fantastic start writing-wise in 2018. I just released my novel, My Father’s Magic, in print form. It’s currently available for purchase on Amazon.

Also today thru Sunday, my short stories, “Fresh Meat” and “A Home for Rose.” are both free on Amazon. In addition, the price on the eBook version of My Father’s Magic has been reduced. Or, you can get it for free when you buy the print version!

I’ve done all this in preparation for my upcoming new books! Later this year, I plan to release book two of the Esme Bohlin Suspense Series, Revenge of the Dark Queen. And, in 2019, I plan to release Dark Desert Tales: The Collection. Featuring three brand new Dark Desert Tales and alternate endings for A Home for Rose and Fresh Meat.

Needless to say that after a problematic year in 2017, I’m so glad to be busy doing what I love, writing. Thanks for reading and I hope your 2018 is phenomenal!

 

 

 

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