The sun stays up far too late for early risers who like the quiet the return of spring sends the owl away from the mountain as the geese journey home seeking cooler air while the doves chatter to each other on the treetops just beginning new leaves our nights become a strange journey with omens … Continue reading The Return of Spring
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Comfort
Comfort We treat grief like an injury as if six weeks could heal us instead we need that long convalescence the comfort of soft things the warmth of home the routines that bring us calm grief does not know an end because love does not die so we wrap ourselves in comfort creating our own … Continue reading Comfort
Blood and Mud
Blood and Mud The lines are not clean no clear space between the black and the white but a muddy chaos rising in the blood talking heads would tell you there is one sole path one sole faith to guide every step denying the many names of gods turning their backs on empathy and love … Continue reading Blood and Mud
As Pure As… #MondayBlogs
We seek the driven snow that blinding white of grief and purity before the turn in weather before the greys of sleet the world unmarked by human steps we rest in the silence of a world muffled in cold blooming into ice and frost - Caroline A. Slee
We Remember #MondayBlogs
We Remember In a world that denies truth we remember we speak though hatred wishes for compliance we remember the millions who were silenced and stolen and murdered we remember our history though some would rewrite it our eyes bear witness to man's worst destruction we remember what must never happen again - Caroline A. … Continue reading We Remember #MondayBlogs
Lamentations #MondayBlogs
Lamentations #MondayBlogs The sky is choked with dust and wind the stars have dropped from sight the world still turns on its axis and time still makes her demands but the life we held to yesterday is no longer what stands before us darkness lingers and fills every space as we begin to seek the … Continue reading Lamentations #MondayBlogs
In Another Place
In Another Place A part of me remains in another place while you have moved beyond what my eyes can see And the world feels too big too bright and too loud for the me that stands here while you are no more My heart overflows with every unspoken future the calls I will not … Continue reading In Another Place
The Pages No Longer Turn
A snippet of grief
Whiteout #MondayBlogs
Whiteout #MondayBlogs Winter brings blindness over the snow against the sky eyes half shut to close out the light we do not rest for snow bright months instead we pace the floors measuring and remeasuring every corner of our lives we turn away from the whiteout to examine what was unknown blind but seeing too … Continue reading Whiteout #MondayBlogs
Winter Leaves
The winds clear the winter leaves forgotten in the universe standing upon dead silent streets the very last left on earth And should the sky choose to fall in a final act of outrage still we would heed the hint of promise to keep us locked in our circle The wheel keeps spinning until we … Continue reading Winter Leaves