Death Has No Power Over Love*

I never got to say “goodbye.” You did in the 1,917 word note you left where you shared  memories full of joy; full of sadness. Where you shared words of tenderness; words of love. Where you assured me it was not my fault; that there was nothing I...

Dancing With Jane in Three Acts*

Dancing with Jane In Three Acts ACT ONE My first words to Jane were asking her to dance. It wasn’t like I had seen her from across a crowded room and, as her eyes met mine, I knew I had to go and ask her. Actually, if the truth be known, I hadn’t seen her...

We Talk to One Another at Different Times*

We Talk to One Another at Different Times   We talk to one another at different times. I talk to you when I visitto stand at your place of rest.I speak aloud but softly.Loud enough for you to hearbut not enough to disturb the othersin resting places so near.My...

She Comes Here Sometimes in the Wee Hours

She Comes Here Sometimes in the Wee Hours She comes here sometimes.Almost always in the wee hourswhen sleep tries to hold tenaciouslyas if afraid to let go.Knowing the slightest break in the spellwould whisk me awayfrom the dreamsand the joy that often live there.And...

I Just Couldn’t Hold You Tight Enough*

I Just Couldn’t Hold You Tight Enough* I just couldn’t hold you tight enough.Couldn’t wrap my arms around you and squeezeall those black memories away.Lord knows I tried.Tried to keep the light shining in your eyes,that sweet smile on your lips.Most of the time, it...