Wednesday, July 30, 2014


"For there is no friend like a sister in calm or storm weather; to cheer one on the tedious fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen while one stands."

Christina Rossetti British Poet 1839-1894


Little children seeing red

Pull the hair of sister's head

Paper dolls scattered on the floor

Arguments and spats galore

Growing siblings busy living

Sporatic contact with them uplifting

Animosity becomes what's past

Futures built to finally last

Sibling rivalry now obscure

Loving relationships now secure

Lifelines formed with ties that bind

Reliving great memories we left behind

The chain now linked in common strength

There for one another in decisions we make

A loving shoulder on which to cry

Celebrated events to memorialize

We'll mourn together those now deceased

Together we cry then find our peace

Knowing forever that our one true bond

Are of siblings then into life beyond

Your Journey


Carol Wolper


When you put your right foot forward

On the proverbial yellow brick road

With the burdens you've accepted

That you carry as your load

Each step becomes a bit lighter

With the hope you carry, too

The future becomes much brighter

Under your faith in skies of blue

Then as you finally see the promised land

In the form of the eternal light

You'll be relieved it was your faith and hope

That got you through the night


Tuesday, July 29, 2014


"The ultimate test of a moral society is the kind of world it leaves its children." Eric Bonehoffer


Born within chaos

Without any order

The children are sent north

To seek refuge at our border

It makes a person wonder

That when our time has come and gone

What chaos will our own children suffer

When all is said and done

Where will our own children go

When the mess we left them puts them out?

Perhaps it is time before we go

To leave them a cleaner house


Calm Seas

"We don’t know our weakness until we are in the storm." Eric Bonehoffer


Perpetual calm, only ripples in the sea

Where I seem to find my tranquility

Is it for me that I know best?

Do I often wonder if I can stand with the best?

I have learned to seek the harbor

When clouds began to form

I am used to having order

Finding refuge from a storm

But will I ever discover

The true strength within myself?

How will I know that I'd recover

If I can't play the cards I'm dealt?

Next time the storm clouds gather

I'll turn about and face the wind

Then I will finally know I'd rather

Stay in the boat I'm in



"There is meaning in every journey that is unknown to the traveller." Eric Bonheoffer


You've mapped your destination

You've planned your stops and turns

Yet you have no inclination

What adventures your heart yearns

There are detours with no intentions

Places to linger for awhile

Stays of some extension

Where people make you smile

If you decide to ride your spirit

And wander instead of run

You'll have crossed a thousand bridges

And not regret a single one


Monday, July 28, 2014

Checking Out

Eleanora Juse....

"If I had my will I would live on a ship on the sea and never come nearer to humanity than that."


They bump me they glare

They grumble and swear

Crowds are a nuisance here and there

They are rude and absurd

Too loud so they're heard

One glance askance they will flip you the bird

Give me a mountain top where no one can reach me

Put me out to sea let only nature come teach me

Humanity has become such a pain in the ass

It's only alone with myself I can last

If this life is my hotel than I'm checking out

A sea bag for luggage as I move about

Away from the crowds of the people who stare

I will only check in with my loved one's who care



quotes from an Italian actress, Eleanora Juse. (1858-1924)

"If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you can understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive."


Spring has come to life when the birds begin to sing

Faith is in the air as the distant church bells ring

Joyous times approach with the jingling of sleigh bells

And the sounds of silence had soothed me when the autumn leaves fell

A picturesque horizon in the sunrise glows

Colors scatter forth when the fall wind blows

Sailboats silently glide by in the distant through the sea

Sea gulls swoop into the waves wherever fish may be

Whatever nature shows me and allows me to hear

A refreshing little rain or a storm that I might I fear

Things for my eyes and ears, the feelings that they drive

Are the senses that will prove to me that it's good to be alive