All Soul’s Idyll
Hallowed silence surrounds her: fallen stars flickering amid mist-frosted grass and autumn leaves in their myriad faded hues, bruised petals and baubles strewn…
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Portrait III
in the abandoned garden, she waits,
cold marble lips,
feet melding with the block of stone
that gives her the semblance of life,
heart that has never beat buried deep.
The Formative Power of Stories
There’s a wonderful quote by Meg Ryan’s character in the movie You’ve Got Mail : “When you read a book as a child,…
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Benediction
She walks on wounded feet, carries white roses to the willow by the pond on the hill: three roses, the number of those…
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Where I am Meant to Be
Last summer, my husband saved a man and his five year-old boy from drowning in Lake Pend Oreille. The little boy was scared…
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