Saturday, June 03, 2006


ear warm from the phone and old eyes darting....
smug smile and beautiful quiet eyes waiting....
the warmth of home.

a handshake and a pretty smile at the door...rewards for not forgetting...honestly though for the warmth that was shared.....answer to a question that could have else remained unanswered.

off came the socks....feet rested on grass...hands cradled hands....until white cups caught eyes...the coffee else could have stained the insides.

holding each other with eyes....shapes and colors of all, now grains of a color unnoticed....the grass not as lush...the years have aged all....all but the magic.

alone. thoughts and conversations. horses. sunlight. peace. movement. life. photographs. pictures. twists. lilliums. friends. gifts. smiles. quiet. company. rain. tears.

...and then a touch and a whisper. stars and eyes. a coax and a smile.

fingers reach up and touch the windchime....odd look on the hostess to a tradition that started long before she started there...

it's time


Blogger Susmi said...

Beautiful macha! I can just picture it!!! :)

Monday, June 12, 2006 1:06:00 AM  
Blogger M3 said...

Nice! Like the flow.

Wednesday, July 05, 2006 5:29:00 PM  
Blogger scribbleamus said...


Friday, July 14, 2006 2:43:00 AM  
Blogger chamique said...

And since when are you a poet?

Friday, August 04, 2006 6:05:00 AM  

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