Rasse's Whisperings of Simplicity

Sunday, April 5, 2009

I have not gotten to that book of Robert Frost's poems yet. It is still sitting on the shelf, staring me in the face. I do plan on getting around to it this week though. It brings me a peaceful feeling just to look at it. Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Robert Frost

I am so excited. Today when my mom came to visit, she brought me a book of Robert Frost's poems that used to be my Grandmother's. I can't wait to get all the kids to bed tonight, curl up on the couch with my snack, and lose myself in it. Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, March 30, 2009

New Life

Grandmother's cookbooks her jewel, soul and treasure have found their new life in the heart of my daughter. (My Grandmother passed away last week. My 15 year old daughter now has her cookbooks. I know Grandma would have wanted it that way.) Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

A Haiku for Russell

Russell's graceful walk down the road to his Saviour bittersweet beauty Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Poetry Dry

I really do wish I could write more poetry. That was the main thing I used to write when I was younger. But it seems like it has gotten harder over the years. That, or I am more "picky" about what I write. I don't know. I do find that with poetry, one needs a much quieter and much bigger block of... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Heart Torn Apart

Heart torn apart by the fork in the road, longing for some way to lighten the load. One way is straightforward simple and clear, the other, enticing, some mystery and fear. Which way shall I go? I dither and falter, regarding the laying of all on the altar. But my heart knows the way though it first... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

My heart torn apart My dad losing his mother I have new purpose Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

My Grandmother's hand holds my own as she passes A part of me lost. Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Spring

i step into the early morn, and feel the cold upon my face and wonder when the Spring shall bring the long lost joy of rebirth's gra ce. Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Winter Lake

How beautiful, How soft, serene... the blue of Winter Lake. My heart's desire, to skate away and see where it may take me. To the shores of far off dreams, that have been lost or left behind in seams of reality or so perceived. Sign in to see full entry.

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