Some of the things Susan says…

 

Dream Poem

Last night I dreamt my sister could levitate. She’d hover above the floor. But wait There’s more to this dream Like state. While she was balancing On thin air My brother was buying The farm. Not a euphemism here For I mean him No harm. Somehow he’d come into Serious...

Masterpiece

December snows are falling almost daily The winter clouds hang heavy in the sky. The woods behind my house have lost their palette Of greens and colours bright within my eye.   Everything has slipped toward the grey zone Where lines are blurred and softer all...

Did you Think I Was Waiting For You

I wasn’t waiting for you, by the window upstairs.No. My gaze was set on spring, on the sun, on the greenThat I know is coming – on the warmth that caresFor the blossoms and bees and butterflies.I wasn’t waiting for you, by the rocks on the shore.No. I was looking to...

So far so good

    It’s a warm August day and life’s about to start clocking our miles. Cut the cards and deal me in! I hear there’s an official timekeeper on the job. So far. So good.   Not certain if this will be imperial or metric, but we’re equally at home with...

Mary Margaret Klinkhammer

A rose like any other who In Dublin lived and Dublin died. Her life defined by place of birth And the space she occupied. A name that mesmerized. I heard if first over drinks A remembrance softly chanced In talk that doesn’t matter Recollections of lives that never...

What Chas Sees

I wonder what he’s seen that I will never gaze upon Across the rolling fields to mountain tops beyond In his mind’s eye, the colours bright and swirling The shapes, the shades, the black, the white Is it ever just that simple when he stares into the night Through...