The Thief

25/07/2017

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The Thief

Utter sadness envelops me.

Illness is stealing the life you imagined

in unimaginable ways.

Distance. Friendship. Days through weeks

dissipate with each memory carried.

Days to weeks. Memories.

All I can carry, now. And, heartache, for you,

my friend.


Written for a friend who has a special place in my heart where time & distance do not dare enter to lessen the many decades of shared friendship.
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A blessed winter

21/12/2016

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EVENSONG

Not in the gutteral fragments

of the broken words,

But in the singing of the birds,

in the whispering of the leaves

Where life speaks, and the

soul find rest.

Tina Hudak 1995©
Watercolor by Sam Graul 1996©
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