Category Archives: musings

The Bagel Pair

Bagel Shop Pair The bustle of the bagel shop continues but is sweeter now with their quiet arrival. One leads the other, with a firm grip of the hand. Both are nearly the same age, in their 60’s. They have … Continue reading

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In the Presence of Rain

Within arms distance glassy sheen gleams on top of my weeds pearls from some distant sea translucent with joy like a child’s eyes after rain when puddles beckon come play and the grass glows emerald green Perhaps I’m in Ireland … Continue reading

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Sunny Silence

“The secret to joy: never suppress positive curiosity ; Get involved, because life is meant to be lived.” Pope Francis I step into the Walmart super-store and see them right away. “WOW,” I say out loud, with no one near … Continue reading

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In the broken place where we live, hope can be found in the cracks If a dandelion can push herself up from the earth though a sliver of light in cement and be called a weed —or a flower by … Continue reading

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Chapel Confession

Chapel Confession I can hear the clamoring of whoever entered the chapel behind me, after I’ve settled in and seeking my silence. Out of the corner of my eye, I see part of a walker, the source of interruption to … Continue reading

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Chapel Confession

I can hear the clamoring of whoever entered the chapel behind me, after I’ve settled in and seeking my silence. Out of the corner of my eye, I see part of a walker, the source of interruption to my false … Continue reading

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Seen and Not Heard In the Park

Dirty, disabled and abandoned they poked out from a pile of dusty pine needles useless and for some nonsensical reason, I placed them in a zip lock bag, as if they were a fragile cocoon about to become a flying … Continue reading

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