Clouds obscure the moon, and A chorus of crickets call There is wind in the trees – A storm is coming. Trees toss and bend Torrents of water Wash along the shore A break in the clouds And the Androscoggin rolls in the moonlight. I stand to watch a flash of lightening And hear a […]
1st memory I was 4 years old and visiting my grandmother in St. Petersburg, Florida. I had come down with my cousins, Barbara, Edward, and Julian. Every day we went to the beach. Starting early in the morning, we’d collect coquinas. One day I was running down the beach. I looked up and there was […]
It was a dark and stormy Christmas Eve and I felt as if I had been walking forever – The ground was uneven and wet and soggy. My clothes had absorbed too much rain. My socks were wet all the way through – my nose was even dripping! Suddenly through the mist I saw a […]
It was a dark and stormy Christmas Eve. A poem from Edgar Allan Poe seemed more the mood than “the night before Christmas”. The snow was blowing every which way and visibility was nil. THe wind was whistling through the screens and the snow glistened under the front porch light. I stared at the glowing […]
It was a dark and stormy night but I had hope that the light would come out. After every storm there comes a calm. After every darkness comes the light. After every night comes the morning. Out of every joy comes a fear. Fear is part of being human. Fear can be conquered through love. […]