A Blossom Fell
A pink petal fell. The yielding earth received her. We will not forget. David Garlick, Denver, April, 2001
Summer’s Day Break
A dream had wakened me. Thoughts of yesterday and long ago, jumble of memories, haunting scenes. Sleep fled to leave me wide eyed. I rose and book in hand, shuffled into the living room to read. So welcome is the early break of day. Gray light but full of summer promises, of welcome heat […]
Images
Images upon a wall, black and white and silver gray. Subtle tones that catch the eye, glimpses of another world. Thoughts return to childhood or ponder on a recent theme. Stark plains and shapes reflecting light, softer lines recalling dreams. Images upon a wall, pictures of my secret place. Hidden in my deepest soul […]
Maurice Desjarlais
We salute Maurice, who gave his youth for us. What the reward? Yes, fifty years ago. They took away his treaty rights! Who was the enemy then? Those, who’s evil creed hung, as a stinking blanket, over us? Or you, who fought for freedom, far from home. To leave friends dead on a foreign […]