The harvest moon. I remember when we would actually harvest the crops under the moon’s light. Tradition, luck, blessing? Who knows why we did it? We never knew nor cared. It was to be done and done, it was. Then the hunter’s moon. The first full moon after the harvest moon. When hunting would beContinue reading “Moonlight Trick or Treat”
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You Need A Vision
I enter the tent to begin my vision quest and can feel the disdain from those watching. Hey, this was not my idea! I want to yell at them but it is not my place. Besides, Osamu told me he would deny it if I told anyone it was his idea. It was his ideaContinue reading “You Need A Vision”
And With This Ring
Love on a thin stringEncircles the heart like springFor all four seasons “Do you have a loonie?” “Sure, let me check my purse,” said Thelma. “Here you go. Why do you need a loonie?” “For the gumball machine there. They’ve got little toys inside,” said Scott. Thelma rolled her eyes. “You are such a child.” Continue reading “And With This Ring”
Backseat Journey
Time stored and bottledStrong winds behind driven carTerror memoriesYou close your eyes as the car heads down the highway. The music of 20 years ago sings doo-wop lulabyes. At least the car isn’t weaving this time. You lay on the long backseat of the red Buick. It won’t be long. He’ll get tired and we’llContinue reading “Backseat Journey”
The Longest Day
The year’s shortest nightLooking towards the heat or coldThe moon says goodbye I yearn to tell you of the heat that burns. The glare of the sun’s rays blinding me as I look out my door. Yet you are in the south, way south. The land of Vegemite and killer everything. The same sun shinesContinue reading “The Longest Day”
Memory/ Remembrance/ If Only
My eyes close in restMuch like the moon at the dawnMy mind stays awake I stand in the cemetery where my grandmother lays. Beside her are two soldiers, one on each side. Her husbands. Military service, the ultimate sacrifice. Military servitude to a military life. Happy wife, happy life. There are medals you can onlyContinue reading “Memory/ Remembrance/ If Only”
We Need To Talk
Red color silenceAnger in the words not saidI long to listen I hate when she does this to me. So demure, so fragile, curled up within herself. Shutting me out. It no longer is about what was done, I was wrong as was she, but this silent war has become our battlefield. The initial shotsContinue reading “We Need To Talk”
Travelers Through Nothingness
Space, empty and blackTravelers through nothingnessDeath is a journey The plush faux leather chair made noise with every movement. They didn’t understand his fascination. They being everyone. He even had the smell of leather imparted into the fabric. Dead cow. He remembered the words said in disgust, almost like a slur, from the ambassador’s interpreterContinue reading “Travelers Through Nothingness”
Winter or Spring
Imaginary/Lines that make borders seem realCommunication“So what did it say? More winter or early spring?”“Which one?”“What do you mean which one? The little rodent in the ground. Pops out, sees his shadow, boom, more snow or doesn’t and bam, sunshine and flowers. The groundhog.”“Yes but which groundhog? The Canadian or the American?”“What do I careContinue reading “Winter or Spring”
Time Moves On
Like the butterflyOr the falling leaves of fallThe passage of timeI knew that it was time to say goodbye. Not that I wanted to go. Or honestly needed to, though if you talked to my dad he would have said I needed to go 5 minutes out of the womb. Haha. He likes to jokeContinue reading “Time Moves On”
