of something more

this has to be something more than the dish
serving the meat my mother so tenderly cooked for us
after being on her feet all day
something more than my dad telling us his ice truck story
and how he began work at seven when he believed Staten Island was Italy
this has to be something more than my daughter
not yet realizing just how beautiful she is
or my son who embodies the compassion of a soul lived
much older than his fifteen years
or a husband who supports my artistic demons
this has to be something more than collecting these memories
like paperclips in a box and storing them
this has to be something more than an appreciation
of life
this has to be love and living each moment
of that expression

Max and Caroline

Max and Caroline

I hope you all had a wondrous weekend

faith and a full cup

I believe in quiet miracles of love
selflessness of the human heart
the breadth of compassion
the faith of Heaven above
tucked in floating clouds
and the people below
colors of rainbows
both on this side
and the other
I believe
one day
we will

fully realize
our humanity
and peace
will settle
across the land

duck apple
“…Faith is believing in something when commonsense tells you not to…”
–from the movie, Miracle on 34th Street

To those who celebrate, Happy Easter
To those who don’t, have a lovely weekend

art titled, “Friends” – created at nine years of age, when I had much shorter hair and much longer sleeps 😉

Today’s Meaning Today

The meaning of today
formative
vaulted ceilings
men in robes
choirs singing

The meaning of today
cynical
not enough roofs
men in silk
masses crying

The meaning of today
human
shelter in hope
clothe the naked
feed the hungry

Give meaning
today…

Dream Catcher

Dream Catcher

May you dream that all people can dream…
Happy Easter to those of you celebrating
Happy Sunday to all

Dream Catcher created a few months ago, previously published.

 

June 21

Alas, another diddy from my Poe-fluenced teen journal…

June 21

Time come back
You leave and forget me
Embarking shadows
on steel shafted ships
Good times go by so fast
Pitiful moments last forever
Why must you
avenge me so
When I cry, you crawl
When I laugh, you prance
As you move
I learn
too much, too soon
When you leave
I’ll be dead
and you’ll go on
ticking, ticking, ticking

Dancing Flames

Dancing Flames

May you dream of warm spring flames to melt the last snows of winter.

Poem written 1977, Dancing Flames – water color marker previous published 2014