Driving Through Darkness
Chasing the Immortal Word
Counting Out Our Days
Archive for the Memories Category
Posted in Death, Memories with tags Chasing the Immortal Word, Counting out Our Days on October 25, 2017 by blglick
Driving Through Darkness
Chasing the Immortal Word
Counting Out Our Days
Posted in Memories, Moon, Night, Rural, sunlight with tags Ripe Fields Slumber, Sunlight Echoes Like Memory on August 16, 2017 by blglick
Sunlight Echoes Like
Memory Off a Full Moon
As Ripe Fields Slumber
Posted in Family, Food, Home, Love, Memories, Tri-ku with tags Leavened with Love and Memory, Taste of Generations on July 30, 2017 by blglick
Dough From My Own Hands
Fresh Baked, Sliced and Buttered Tastes
of Generations
First My Mother’s Bread
Baked Each Friday, Fragrance Fills
The House After School
And My Father’s Rolls,
Cinnamon and Butter and
Dough, Fried and Frosted
And, Like a Story,
Grandma’s Cookies, Soft, Sweet and
Rationed, Sneak Cookies
So My Bread Tastes of
Generations, Leavened With
Love and Memory
Posted in LIght, Love, Memories, With Michele Gast with tags A Spark Across All These Years, Light and Warmth, Sense and Tone on June 21, 2017 by blglick
One Plus One, A Spark
Breathes Light and Warmth, Tone and Sense
Across All These Years
Posted in History, Love, Memories, With Michele Gast with tags First Things First on June 21, 2017 by blglick
This Day, First Things First
Surprise, Delight, Gratitude
For Our Connection
Posted in Earth, Love, Memories, Sky with tags First Snow A First Kiss on December 4, 2016 by blglick
For Becky and Justin
First Snow, A First Kiss
From Sky to Earth, A Promise
And a Sweet Story
First Snow, A First Kiss
From Sky to Earth, A Promise
And a Sweet Story
Posted in Death, History, Love, Memories, Philosophical, Spiritual with tags finding our way, Grief unpacks it's bags on July 30, 2016 by blglick
Grief Unpacked Its Bags,
A Sudden and Unwanted Guest
With No Plans to Leave
A Sudden and Unwanted Guest
With No Plans to Leave
Loss on Every Shelf
Sorrow in Every Drawer
Pain Beneath the Bed
We Could Not Quite Breathe
Wondering if That Moment
Might Not Ever End
But Time Does Still Pass
And Grief Turned Towards Us With
All Its Open Heart
And We Also Found
Among the Sorrow and Loss
A Shining Honor
The Consolations
Of Shared Memories, the Breath
Of Persistent Love
So It Turns Out That
This Life is not Perfect and
Grief is not a Guest
But Our Souls do Rise
To Every Occasion and
Our Hearts Will Reach Out
And We Will Carry
Honor, Memory, and Love
As We Find Our Way
