the pain
in the legs
the ache
in the heart
the chill
in the bones
so far
so very far
from home
Author: zdunno03
like some weary traveler
I am like some weary traveler
in a hotel room
lost between the shower and the ice machine
with plans to come home
for the holidays
we would have coffee
a candle flickers on the table
your hands play with your spoon
I watch you brush the hair from your forehead
loosen the scarf at your neck
your eyes look beyond me
to some future that almost was
and I fade from the table
stranded on some stretch of highway
a long way from home
this night this night
this night
this night
does not end
memories that linger
what went wrong
what went right
replay again
and again
this night
in my head
I talk
and talk
to you
in my head
and wait
hoping
for an answer
“If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?”
a Dorothy Parker quote from Douglas Moore’s blog Art of Quotation
from Climbing Kagu Hill by Yamabe No Akahito in the Man’yoshü
I would always pass
through Asuka’s ancient capital.
There the mountains are lofty
and the river’s flow is broad and grand.
Cranes soar wildly
through the morning clouds,
and frogs sing noisily
in the evening mist.
Each time I see it
I find myself in tears,
as my mind turns to the past.
translated by Ian Hideo Levy
Flower not Flower by Bai Ju Yi (772 – 846)
translated from the Chinese by Mary Tang on her blog Life is But This
“Nothing is hopeless that is right.”
from Douglas Moore’s blog Art of Quotation
“Nothing is hopeless that is right.”
— Susan B. Anthony, activist, civil rights advocate, speaker
on your shore
forever constant
my love
like waves
washes
on your shore
my only tool
kindness
is my only
tool
to loosen
the bonds
of your heart
Leonard Durso 