July 27, 2024
Funny to call it that, but when the soul journeys out from the body,
What else lies on the table but that which is enduring the cutting?
Like a lamb at the market providing only the choicest meat for observation.
May 29, 2024
The beast came and claimed your soul before I could speak words of healing to the winds Releasing you back to our care
September 11, 2022
“I love you and I always will.”
Last words spoken between dearest of friends
parting ways unknown.
Hope lingered therein,
that one day no more need for “always” would come
– only the existence of that fact would overtake
by revisited presence and love.
September 3, 2022
The magic was in your words –
mostly foul,
Usually entertaining.
Daddy would shake his head in frustration.
Soft muttering, usually in Italian.