It is November and the demons have arrived with the winds, the falling leaves and with the remembered events of the November Allan began to leave me due to his undiagnosed brain tumor. It is a hard month, my body remembers. It being the second year doesn’t make it easier, it makes it all the…Continue readingEnter the Demons
Category: Selected Writings
Oh Holy Mother Oh Beloved one who shone through the yellowing birch leaves, your pink rising light Raising them to a Holy offering to the morning Do I weep Mother or be in Awe of such beauty I miss him I miss Allan Your beauty pierces me to my tender core And I miss him…Continue readingOh Holy Mother