by Connect | Jan 4, 2020 | Love and Life
Love and Life || Love is the Potion Sol a Sol “How well do you love me,” Spring flowers croon Flirting their petals at strong, burning Noon. “Well! But— I love thee less than a man Loves the white fingers he holds in his hand. He loves more than I love, and smiles...
by Connect | Jan 4, 2020 | Grief and Consolation
Grief and Consolation || Love is the Potion Loss If only sorrow, like a cistern, could be emptied of tears And soak the barren soil of this loss, causing life to return. Would that not be more natural? But now Tears come like rain from a source that cannot be emptied,...
by Connect | Jan 4, 2020 | Grief and Consolation
Grief and Consolation || Love is the Potion I Know This One grows accustomed to grief as to pain. The limp becomes less pronounced since the day of injury. It is no longer noticed as often nor does it impede as completely as it once did. At times the ache will bring...
by Connect | Jan 4, 2020 | Grief and Consolation
Grief and Consolation || Love is the Potion I Will Sing You a Song I will sing you a song about my grief For the one I am missing is so sweet. But when you come to take me home And I kneel before the throne I will lay aside the song of my grief. Then I’ll sing...
by Connect | Jan 4, 2020 | Grief and Consolation
Grief and Consolation || Love is the Potion The Name Song Through the haze of cedar smoke I saw grandfather take his drum from the end of the cot where he slept. The bold red, black and white pattern of the wool chieftain blanket draped over the buckskin covered drum....
