"There is more to life than increasing its speed" -Ghandi It has been a busy and exhausting couple of months. Losing a family member suddenly and without warning brings life to a sudden stop. Everyday tasks, schedules, work responsibilities and other commitments come to a grinding halt. You persevere, forge on and take care … Continue reading Enjoying Christmas…for a few days more
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Christmas Dawn
This poem, written and published in my first poetry collection titled 'Journey On: Beauty and Grit Along the Way, is accompanied by a translation into Latvian. Christmas Dawn I awake in the Christmas dawn light; a shimmering snowfall echoes upon the mountains. Through parted curtains, my curious eyes follow a shaking of snow from pine needled branches. An opera of sun slowly takes over; erasing long blue gray shadows. We lie under the soft warmth of the red plaid comforter, meeting the moment of a gentle and tender us. Ziemassvētku Ausma (Latvian) Es pamostos Ziemassvētku ausmas gaisma; spīdīgs sniegputenis atbalsojas kalnos. Ar šķīrušiem aizkariem, manas interesantas acis seko sniega raupšana no priedes adatas zariem. Saules lāva pārņem opera; dzēšot garas zilas pelēkas ēnas. … Continue reading Christmas Dawn
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The Workbench
The Workbench After the burial, I walk up to the old white clapboard house and peer with cupped hands into a cobwebbed cellar window. Inside the dank and musty interior, I see my grandfather’s once vital workbench ghostlike, scarcely lit by streaks of powdered April sunshine. His step stool once too big for me, seems … Continue reading The Workbench
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Late Afternoon in Early Winter The wood stove fire burns slowly, warmth seeps into ridges of a red fleece blanket that adorns my shivering shoulders. Outside the snow softly falls, swirls of silver and white cover autumn into bare branched silence. North winds howl, white tailed deer scrape snow on their tongues on a late … Continue reading
