Beautiful Arrangement

Never, not ever was there a more beautiful arrangement of hair, as she seemed to glide down the aisle. And I know it’s old fashioned,

but my heart pounded over her wearing a veil. I’ll never forget, peeling it away as we drew close, to kiss, our first kiss, as husband and wife.

It really doesn’t seem so long ago.

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Breaking Open the Sky

This gift she has, this way of looking forward with her wingspan extended, breaking open the sky so that healing can surge…..and yet there are times where we both need the mountains, some time for walking

and restoration, or talking or even just silently watching new rivers take shape. Fortunately fragments in her wings don’t take long to remove, but make no mistake, I’m not the eagle here.

As the wind in our wings lifts both of us, I guess it’s true about couples. We heal each other, and always have.

I know I wouldn’t have it any other way. Amen.

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Releasing Her Heart Song

Her mystery, her very own essence rolling through the waves, and the release of her heart song ascending through the ocean air,

but would he hear her calling, even in the neglect of his own spirit? still grasping for that mountaintop as if he could see into the history forming.

Would he hear her calling from the depths of her desperation?

Would he hear her voice?

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Note: This is experimental.

After the Stillness of the Dark Night

After the stillness of the dark night, the cloudy sky surrenders to the dawn…..

Wait…..something or someone is nudging me….as she says:

“Sweetheart you’re dreaming poetry again…..

something about after the stillness of the dark night

the cloudy sky surrenders….to the dawn…”

As I turn over and we embrace, I mumble,

“Sorry My Love….” and we drift off

to sleep

once again.

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Note: This is fiction…..sort of.

Merry Christmas

In the calm silence of Christmas morning,

I awaken

reflecting on all the beautiful gifts

already given,

and as I look out my window,

snowflakes begin to tumble,

so I whisper,

“God…..

you know how I love the snow…..”

Merry Christmas everyone!

From our house to yours, regardless of your faith may you be infused with peace, love and joy,

and carry a great sense of hope in your heart.

Amen.

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Peace on Earth

Peace, love, joy, hope, are all such beautiful parts of our human experience any time of year, but somehow they are especially prominent around Christmastime. Or at least they should be!

And there’s so much light. This is not a religious blog, or even a faith based one and yet, once a year I allow myself some celebrating! I always respect other faiths and people with no faith. That’s who I am as a person.

I’ve mentioned Christmas because I have somewhat of my own tradition here. I share some fiction for a few days. What?? You write fiction too Nico? Yep, I sure do! I love sharing little pieces of light, so I hope you enjoy them this coming week. And I will spread out some poetry throughout. Can you tell I’m having a good time?

Are you curious about some of the fiction? Well there’s Henry Vu, a Vietnamese angel. And there’s Rosa Gonzalez who has a visit from her dead mother. I might also throw in some romance too, such as a story called Popcorn and Tattoos. So hang on!

If you are looking for a more faith based site, I have one you can check out. What??? Yep, it’s true.

http://walkingthroughpsalms.wordpress.com

Peace, and may the vaccine get here soon!

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