Visually Impaired

“Who is that old man in the mirror?” dad asked as he looked up with a crooked half smile.

Innocent eyes

soothing words of comfort

a fast beating heart

slowly connects

rhythms of two

become one pulse

Every Storm Passes

Every storm passes is old wisdom that stands relevant for every generation.

The Sun — Ivor.Plumber/Poet

I am re-posting this from Ivors page as it has a wonderful music video included that warmed my heart. I hope you take the time to watch. Its worth the four minute feel good break it will give you. Happy listening. Haiku: The Sun The fiery sun burns Bitumen melts underfoot Tomatoes glow red Ivor…

A Beacon

BE SOMEONES LIGHT INSTEAD OF EXTINGUISHING YOUR OWN. 

Little boy Bobby

This baby face I have never kissed but know so well as it is one I grew up alongside and then again held as my own.

Listen

Like a dream, she walked from the water and sat down beside me. No words were spoken. Only a single tear and the haunt in her eyes told me all I needed to know.

Cobbled with barbs

Forced to take a road you never saw

Cobbled with barbs and a broken heart