"Focail do a Chara" is Gaelic for "Words for a Friend." I write about my experiences -- in my study of death and dying, in my teaching; in my spiritual seeking; in my call for social justice and compassionate living. I hope these words find you, friend, and bless you.
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Every Poem a Sonnet (Sonnet)
Every poem a sonnet,
every poem a
statement, of life,
and love, and longing, and
tion of warm
fires or you holding my hand,
memory moments of love
on the page, as
pain waits at the
door. One rarely can say
if a poem’s a success
or critics will pan,
but I know love when
my heart tells me so,
and I know a love
verse when I feel in
my gut, and I’ve known
loss and, wishing, know,
the depths of love my
longing heart can limn.
A love poem or a
sonnet speaks the heart,
But my heart’s true verse speaks through its own
Originally Posted: Monday, May 29, 2017Nana te Amo
Images of babies. Soft skin, sleepy eyes, smells of powder and poop, sweet earthy smells, chubby cheeks, perfect lips, and tiny tiny fingers and toes. A soft head of dark hair against Carmel skin and deep blue gray eyes. Your weight against my chest as you breathe heavily, deeply, and twitch in your dreams of heaven and earth, secure in your soul's memories, trusting in the life into which you have been placed. I hold you in my arms, my grandson, and give you promises of love, safety, hope, joy, health. Knowing I can guarantee none of these. Te amo, mi Jonah.
Ice beads on tree branches, lacy limbs, white
fog sky. Silent cold of solstice, frozen
buds and waiting, wanting more. Trust the fight
for spring will win; life is always chosen
by the curtain drop. Germinating, tight
encased in fallow ground; warmth will blow in
when it's day. Hazy sky will turn to bright.
Seasons shift from snow to green and flow in
new anticipated patterns, cycles.
Young to old and seed to flower, winter's
sleep to summer's fruit, living, miracle
of death, deeper love from friendship's center.
Good needs time to grow and patience, plot lines'
tensions, resolutions. Creation's signs.