She sat there in a suit, my bashert let me introduce myself with resume and cover Time was uncovered, her life I did discover my life, my career, a season, a cycle A gym I shared, I yearn, I spin, I cycle I tilted, I lilted, with heartbeats may I join you too My boy,…
Aisling for the Land
My love — this land was made for you — and me for our family — trees and our roots all its seasons turn — leaves turn, turn through strong winds — blowing lonely feelings small — I will lay me down, with toes worn numb — down by the sea, hug them, squeeze them…
Mother
Mother You feed – our hearts make warm our whole You forgive – our stumbles see I for me not deeds You mend – our hurts cherish our fallen tears You teach – our minds patient with stubbornness You guide – our choices free us to risk wobbles You protect – our innocence a shield…
Chiaroscuro
My love is composed Upon a limestone canvas Worn white with history’s chisel Her mystery emerges Through a faithful portal past Shadowed oak lacquered black The solidity of her stance A palette knifed upon her dress Smoothed soft upon her breast Brush strokes feathered fine With an afternoon’s warm shine Breaching bright background walls Reaching…
from Hot and Bothered to “Hopped and Bothered” ~ his/her beer reviews
Hopped & Bothered: ~ a married couple share & review their beer On September 3, 2016 one beer lover and blogger (Dale ) married another beer lover and blogger (Jess ). Threaded throughout, our vows paid homage to our commitment and love of each other and our shared need for creativity, our love of food,…
Against All Odds
Some things just seem “meant to be.” Sometimes we seek clarification; sometimes we seek answers. We seek direction when we are lost; we seek purpose and meaning. We seek love. And sometimes we seek the things we lose, the things that are most precious to us …. On Saturday night, a week ago, Jess and…
Fortune’s Shadow
“Hold the rosemary, Listen my child, I offer you fortune, I offer you clarity. “Give me your hand Give me your life Give to me money and I’ll stop time in the sand. “Your lines are your roads Your hand is my map You travel from far, it is written in codes. “You are newly…
Beware the Beach Creature
Beware the hungry brown beach creature Born of creeping cracked canvas she features A claw of six sharp sticks And with a mind full of tricks Who knows: she might be your next teacher.” All text and photography © Dale Schierbeck See more of others’ submissions to the Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge on “Fun.” … and…
Admiration
Hobbled by a rugby scrum Halted by the surgeon’s drum You drag, you limp, you fight You struggle with all your might Determined to walk without a brace You make physio a sprint to race Stretching, bending, building strong Pushing through pain all day long Your need for help hurts your pride Vulnerability affixes me…
Haiku Harmony
Mother teamed to Son Melted hearts born in hard snow Trained in harmony Black, tan and white fur Bounding for the trail ahead Played in harmony. Heart wrapped in wool Bright eyes sparkle flecks of ice Warmed in harmony. Lovers on a dog sled We are home wrapped in arms Pulled in harmony.” All text…