Poem: For Now

We watched the lightning show from my bedroom window, carmine and hibiscus dancing behind charcoal clouds,angelic hallelujah light. I scolded youfor being on your phone, but you were curiousabout gas excitation and electrons so,in retrospect, that was probably okay.Apparently lightning is five times hotterthan the sun, and Zeus is married to Hera,the goddess of childbirthContinue reading “Poem: For Now”

“unsung, unmourned, undescribed”

You create yourself in ever-changing shapes that rise from the stuff of our days— unsung, unmourned, undescribed, like a forest we never knew —rainer marie rilke, book of hours II, 22 Thanksgiving dawned gloomy. Winds berated the little house and whipped around corners, sending cars careening down the hilly roads and trees bending precariously closeContinue reading ““unsung, unmourned, undescribed””

Stories from 4FF4: Life is a Gift

In the morning, I thought of you and smiled.  It still aches. It hurts to remember that you’re not here. And yet, somehow, I feel as if you’re still here. Your smile is alive and well. Your laugh rings through our hallways and the little family room in your split-level house. Your kindness still touchesContinue reading “Stories from 4FF4: Life is a Gift”

Balancing Act

Sometimes when life is really wonderful, it’s impossible to put into words all that one feels. There are colors, poems, images, sounds, and numerous other beautiful things that cannot possibly be conveyed by a few hundred words in a blog post. When we start living life without the intention of documenting every little bit, weContinue reading “Balancing Act”