I wrote this poem in New England. We stayed a couple of nights in Kennebunkport. Our hotel was close to the beach. One morning I arose at dawn and walked to the ocean. After an hour of drinking in the seaside beauty and the solitude, I wrote this poem. Its memory is still vivid and its…
Category: Self Disclosure
100 Simple Things (just the first ten)
“Sunset at Sea” by Monet 1) I love art and get lost in it, could study one great piece for hours. The best art is metaphorical like this piece by Monet. What metaphor do you see in this? 2) I don’t like peas or lima beans. I stuffed them in my pockets as a kid, so…
The Ghost of You
Gently, you come and go. I feel you everyday when I connect. I know you have been here. I feel you here. I notice that you have read certain posts and have ignored others; some you have read over and over. Sometimes you leave a comment, a referrer line, or the wisp of a click. Sometimes you leave no…
Fourteen Honest Things
Fourteen honest things about myself: 1) I am a morning person. I am totally energized in the morning–up early, chatty, full of ideas, working, busy, happy, productive, creative, and annoying. I am in fifth gear when everyone else is still in neutral. It takes love and patience to be with me in the mornings if you are…
haiku: The Future
Tomorrow is what I cannot see, its image is dark in the day.
Random
Van Gogh’s “Starry Night” It’s night. I have had a long and busy week. A fulfilling week. I’m climbing the stairs now to bed and anticipating falling into the luxury of inviting, soft sheets. Mostly, I am thinking about a long and deep sleep–with no rush to arise early and nothing to do tomorrow. Nothing. This is random….
The Faces of Fear
It is silly now but as a child, fear gripped my heart at night. In those few moments after my parents switched off the light and before falling asleep, the shadows of the room leaped into monsters. I laid in bed frozen with fear as the form of a dinosaur appeared next to the bed. Then I…
Passion
In Ethiopia with Two Ethiopian Jewesses My sister inadvertently paid me a kind compliment the other day. In an email, she was discussing the challenges of parenting. She wrote that it suddenly dawned on her that her young son is much like me: very passionate about life. That her son’s zest for living is offering she and her husband plenty of opportunities to…
Kibbutz Orange Grove
I used to pick oranges on Kibbutz Einat, in Israel, in my early twenties. It was my most demanding physical job. It makes me sweat and ache just thinking about it! I showed my pampered lifestyle and inexperience when I worked with the other volunteers who were mainly from Europe. I know I didn’t carry “my load.”…
Over Coffee
No deep reason to post this now, other than I came across it. I wrote it in Cyprus about a week ago.
Bonnie Saul Wilks 