Idleness is not a ploy asserted by the river, her banks, ever vital, project confidence – life’s continuum Her waters, sturdy, fluctuating, tame the deepest emotions I come to the river hoping to imbibe, to be intoxicated in her presence I come to the river to be revived.
A spot of red and dash of yellow bandana masked eyes how you transport me to simpler times – childhood days when you and I wiled away hours hidden deep beneath summer canopies – maple, beech and willow – listened for whispers on the wind, searched for treasure on rocky creek bottom. Years since our […]
Progress – seldom linear – tosses me into unexpected decline – stranded and incapacitated. My son – with labour-hardened strength leaps to my side, steadying me and I feel the fear in his caring grip. My daughter, ever compassionate, reaches out for me with horror-filled eyes as my body crumples onto the bed. My husband, […]
Now that was fun … I loved it. 😉
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You are bringing out my darker side, Deb. Pretty scary, lol.
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But your writing great pieces – I’m really enjoying them 🙂
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Always good to stretch ourselves, right? Thanks, Deb.
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Oh my goodness! You have to watch out for gators lol 🐊
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Ha ha – yes, you do!
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