Telling the Truth

connecting the dots of my life

Tag: Life

light-hearted gusts

light-hearted gusts send

brilliant cotton clouds tumbling

across sea-blue sky

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the storm

passed last night

today’s air is clean, strong, heady Read the rest of this entry »

Starving for Sisterly Conversation | Part 3 of 3

January 9, 1996, 9:00pm, Philadelphia
The phone rings.  Hi.  It’s Diane.  I’m not well – no easy way to tell you – not post-polio, but ALS – I’m going to need help, a lot of help.  I hang up and go downstairs, weeping as I tell my family the news.

January 30, 1996, late afternoon, Houston
I walk off the plane and see Diane standing in front of a pillar.  Small floral print on navy dress, empire waist and smocked bodice – ivory stockings – very pretty – gold chains – hair highlights in blond – stoop-shouldered and slow. Read the rest of this entry »

frozen in memory

frozen in memory
erupting without warning
dear earth gasps for air

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haunting
sounds of
choking
escalate

no words
no breath
no time Read the rest of this entry »

silouetted high

silhouetted high
atop a bare tree the dove
coos a mourning song

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non-judgmental, calm, soothing
predictable, unhurried, hypnotic
soft, clear, ubiquitous
unobtrusive, gentle, alert
present, unyielding, quiet
reassuring presence  of God
in, with, above, beneath, around and for
each aching, bewildered, terrified corner of our
hope-hungry world
with its everyday heartaches, pain, despair,
starvation, contempt, betrayals,
confusion and brokenness

God,
Grant us courage
to accept and to be present, quiet hope today
 as one of your creatures
in just one corner of this tired old world
you still love so much.
Amen

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Haiku written 24 June 2014
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 25 June 2014

cascading waves

cascading waves break
in calm rhythmic procession—
fiddler crabs scurry

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I loved trips to the beach on Tybee Island Read the rest of this entry »

house-bound dog

house-bound dog peers out
at park space   green trees    people–
front door closed locked barred

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I grew up with a fierce need to be right,
a heavy dose of fear and Read the rest of this entry »

weeping branches

weeping beech, aka the cemetery tree

weeping branches brush
lightly against my face and
whisper sweet somethings

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a weeping beech stands watch
near the cemetery Read the rest of this entry »

sinking daylight

sinking daylight births
spirit mist rising over
dark flowing river

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infinitesimal
droplets Read the rest of this entry »

fledgling chickadees

fledgling chickadees
four babes outside my window
irrepressible

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Exuberant, freedom-drunk and chirping madly

they teeter on spiny ribs beneath the canopy Read the rest of this entry »

dawn walk

dawn walk
beating heart
strong steady

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A Musical Adventure
Best performed outside in a sing-songy voice
Wearing cushioned sneakers
On any spring, summer or fall morning
Accent the first word/s of each line, two beats per line
Begin with haiku above and proceed directly to⇒ Read the rest of this entry »