1318. Maine, Sea Dreams
Awakening from dreams, I did not know when Or where I was, painted seashores, romance, Younger woman, single kiss before we parted, Perplexed by contradictions, life spiraling Beyond our control....
1317. Maine, Home Headlands
Can you hear voices calling? New verses Welling from within, visceral feelings years Denied, now unthwarted, uncharted, horizon Rising anew. “Come now, find new life, greater Visions.” Take hold, leave...
1316. Maine, Small Evening Fires
Inherited from my grandparents, my cottageIs 100 years old, hand-laid stone basementWalls, boards placed on cinderblocks to stepFrom here to there, fuse box replaced withElectrical panel since I moved in....
1315. Maine Solitary Life
[caption id="attachment_22286" align="alignright" width="300"] Weather-clearing Bay of Fundy clouds.[/caption] Warming days on Maine foreshores, my face Wind-sun burnished, dark sea remains cold. No peace exists between surf and stone, Continual...
1314. Windowpane Reflections
Strangest predawn occurrence, I peered intoOpen windowpane, glass angled in ghostlyLight, I saw my reflection, but was someoneElse, another me, roaming all night, nowRetreating with first glimmer of sunlight.Whispered to...
1313. Emily’s Island Romance, Part 3
Part 3: Emily Becomes Moon Manon (Last) Today, paper-wrapped package arrived, heart- Racing anticipation, return address of my lover, Letter enclosed, too painful to repeat, except My affections were not...
1312. Emily’s Island Romance, Part 2
Part 2: Plain Fish on White Plate For weeks I shared my feelings, each letter More revealing than the last, thoughts on Windswept rocky shores realized, part of Myself recorded,...
1311. Emily’s Island Romance, Part 1
Part 1: Maine Island Romance Inner light, glowing flame alighted within, Embers rising to wondrous warmth, slow, Gradual, unintended, through penned words, Inked lines in letters, I have fallen in...
1310. Willow, Torn Seasons
Gale blowing offshore, swirling rain and snow, Obscuring nearby sea-stacks, Papa and I were Cottage bound, thrust together by dirty weather. Gusting winds, rhythmic thumping of front Door, papa lit...
1309. Willow, Guiding Lantern Light
Whilst spring had arrived, days and nights Seemed just as long, seas as cold, yet fishers Took to cresting waves, lowering nets alongDistant rocky isles, coves and bays up andDown...