ELOQUENTLY PUT...IN SUPPORT OF A FACT THAT APPLIES TO US ALL. NOW, HOW LONG OUR 'RIDE' HERE WILL BE...THAT INFORMATION IS NOT OURS TO KNOW BUT WHAT IS KNOWN IS... WE ALL HAVE A MANDATED SET TIME TO ARRIVE AND DEPART. AMEN. ENJOYED, THANKS FOR SHARING REGIS. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
A sad, but lovely tribute to those you've loved and somehow lost over the years. I've been fortunate in that I'd not lost a single friend until recently when I lost two, one of them I'd known for 41 years. It's a different kind of grief, isn't it?
This aches out in a silky ribbon of names whose presence on the page, single-file, somehow felt like people important to me because they were people important to you. One long, pause for each name, each person standing alone together. I love “They were not here/For the long ride” — never read this way of saying that. And to top it off, that there are more…..just a stunningly romantic piece, Regis. Thank you ~~ djl
You have written the inevitability we all face for those of us who age well beyond the median and look back at what we've lost.
I am especially touched by the loss of your Sha’Tara, writing with such wisdom and philosophy that I miss after reading all the great philosophers from the first half of the 20th century, now long gone and not replaced. I want to read more; more will not be written, unfortunately.
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
A people’s heart can be found in their poetic words. In history men and women have stood firmly upon their soapboxes and street corners, rallying the deepest beliefs of people to rise up and be heard. The poetrypages.com has offered that voice a new
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Rebecca
I am especially touched by the loss of your Sha’Tara, writing with such wisdom and philosophy that I miss after reading all the great philosophers from the first half of the 20th century, now long gone and not replaced. I want to read more; more will not be written, unfortunately.
Ron