Guest Post By Pat Tashjian

COMFORT MEMORY

I feel you today, your face sliding over mine.

Your quiet sadness and detachment

while you sit and peel potatoes,

next to me at the table

in our yellow kitchen with the tv on.

I watch your hands deftly work,

feel you holding my hand as we cross the street

to the safety of the other side.

Those hands oft ignored, yet working so hard

gifting me, us with your strength

guidance and love.

I held your hand as you took your last breath

still feeling warm, soft and giving.

My heart sings with this hold

I still have

of you.

                                                                  Pat Tashjian

 

 

Beyond Space And Time

Two elderly men.

some distance apart, placing

flowers at graves of

loved ones – connected by love

though unknown to each other.

                                                     JDG

Tis The Season

A rare find indeed,

a moment of peace amidst

holiday frenzy –

the perfect gift for harried

souls searching for perfect gifts.

                                                    JDG

Sweet Surrender

After the rain stopped

the evergreens gently held

some glistening drops

until the moment was right

to let the glistening go.

                                          JDG

Turn, Turn, Turn

It’s not that there’s no place to turn

when doubts abound, 

when things get rough,

when pain persists.

If we open up, we might see

beyond our fear

to another

trajectory.

With that counter-instinctive turn

 we can slowly 

make our way to

love’s outstretched arms.

                                               JDG