Category: Adventures with Andy
In our grandmothers arms, we learned of love, grace, forgiveness and strength. From her hands we learned to sew our hearts onto our sleeves, how to cook love into a meal and how to make flowers bloom. We walked solemnly with her to place those flowers on the cross as she taught us of God’s…
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Lingering sweetness. Dark tendrils at my feet. Just out of reach. The scent of honeyed nectar bathes my senses in sunset and summer breezes. Death, my constant companion, ever present as the branches I hold shatter. Within my chest a grief wells up threatening to overtake me. A river too deep to wade; I walk…
She was lost. She stood like a cat ready to dash at a crash. A cigarette pressed between her fingers tightly. Her eyes raced, left then right, her head never moving, like a child in search of its mother. Her aura dripped of desperation. Loss and fear. My heart ached for her, I was her…
I see you in the sunset; picnic tables and pink lemonade. Time stretching toward eternity like a summer’s day. I feel you in the moonbeams extending out from among the stars; The wind whispers of your kiss against my cheek. I hear you, like a heartbeat, in each peal of thunder. Rumbling like the grief…