The poem reflects a nostalgic memory of a past connection, evoking imagery from childhood at the railroad yards. The speaker recalls moments shared with a guiding presence, emphasizing safety amidst danger and the warmth of companionship. As an adult, standing alone on the tracks, they feel a profound silence that resonates with the past, yet find solace in the enduring bond, sensing that their loved one’s essence remains within them.
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End of the Dream
The content reflects a poignant mix of emotions and experiences. It transitions from a somber contemplation of a troubled world to a joyful recounting of a volunteering day at an animal sanctuary and a serene winery visit with a partner. The narrative highlights connections to nature, community, and personal fulfillment.
Share of Mistakes
The post reflects on life’s challenges, emphasizing that everyone makes mistakes and experiences difficult times. Despite feeling overwhelmed, the author remains optimistic, recognizing growth through adversity. Celebrating impending happiness with the arrival of a grandchild, the writer highlights the importance of embracing life’s ups and downs. Ultimately, the message encourages resilience and cherishing moments, wishing readers a joyful May filled with love and nature.
In September Dreams
In September Dreams Restless summer, relentless heat,resolve is burning down in flames.Their shadows searching in the night,don’t even know each others’ names. Music drifts down the boulevardand so the ritual begins.The smell of wine and cheap perfume,quintessentially feminine. Drums match the rhythm of their hearts,slow dancing on pale clouds of love.Guitar riffs float across theContinue reading “In September Dreams”
Never What You See
Never What You See Twilight comes early in November cold the migrant geese cry and stake their claim as I walk in my solitary world where darkness rules and light is scarce and loneliness adds beauty to life. I have been restless for as long as I can remember but there is change inContinue reading “Never What You See”
The Nestlings
Photo by Colleen Breuning © 2015 The Nestlings (A Quatern) When Monday mornings come around, The air is filled with precious sounds. Pitter patter of tiny feet Upon the deck, tasting sweet treats. The scent of lilacs spins me round When Monday mornings come around. Endless summer in cloudless skies, See the sparkle in clearContinue reading “The Nestlings”
Colleen Keller Breuning 