Friends pick us up when we fall down
and if they cannot pick us up,
they lie down and listen for a while!
Cheryl Donovan, NY
August 20, 2012
Disappeared...
It has already disappeared...
The day after the pictures were shot
there is no evidence it ever existed!
there is no evidence it ever existed!
We took them at night when first discovered...
Pretty kewl, huh? dmf
Pretty kewl, huh? dmf
Submitted to 'Expressions' from
Dena M. Ferrari, NC
August 16, 2012
A Dove's Dream...
Wing span seeks
the circle of
bright
white light above its tips,
gliding as
if an artist pen lingers
in the
feathers of delicate white
Height
touches a shivering cold
not yet
warmed by the venture,
waits to
happen within the flight
of the Dove’s
struggling wings
Flying in a
circular fashion that
lifts the Dove
higher and higher,
the wings momentum
climbs steady
to reach
the glowing white light
Blinded by
the brilliance the flight must
quickly
descend coming back to a reality,
to one’s
station in life that is home as
the Dove
that was dreaming - awakes
- Rhoda Galgiani
- Rhoda Galgiani
August 13, 2012
Friends...
You don't have to look like me to be my friend...
Submitted to 'Expressions' by
Barbara Dyson, NV
August 12, 2012
The Sixteenth Year...
The thought of sixteen comes painfully,
as if a stab in the heart from a memory
of an unfair justice, a choice not made
of me,
a decision coming from a greater power
an event that is not of my will.
Yesterday is so vivid, painfully real,
a reality that I never want to endure
again,
before my eyes close for the final
journey,
when I seek the peace and love from my
God,
as He promised me from the beginning.
A single tear comes to my eye as I
remember you and then I weep for
you are no more, you I cannot touch,
you I cannot see or lovingly feel,
for you were taken away for a purpose.
The memory of you is vivid as I remember
the gentleness of your eyes, the
sweetness
of your smile, remembering the softness
of your voice as you whispered,
“I love you, Mom”.
I cry tears of a Mother’s emptiness,
for my Sunshine was taken that day
you saw the bright light leading
you to wherever we take our journey,
wherever is His will, whatever is His
plan -
knowing we shall embrace again.
Dedicated to My Beloved Son
John Thomas Orokos
January 5, 1962 - August 12, 1996
© 2012 Rhoda Galgiani
August 9, 2012
August 4, 2012
No Snow for Johnny...
Please visit the Video
'No Snow for Johnny'
at youtube -
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