Inspiration comes in fits and spurts, laced with time, warmed with the heart. Each of my offerings began with a whisper, a pause to see, hear, and reflect.
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Where did you go, Mr. Moon?
Where did you go, Mr. Moon?I thought you’d stay with me,Help me dream of better timesAnd share your light On the darkest of nights.I know you disappear, Have a life of your own.Stark as you appear, Distant and from whatI hear.Your surface is cold, colorless,With...
Something I keep close -Talisman
Something I keep close—TalismanMy Bubbie always said, “You bring your own luck.”An invisible force of magicThat tricks the fatesNot by malice, greed, or mischievous.A steady hand that stitched lace,The smells of baked goods,The warm water that washed the dishes.You...
A Parade of Collectibles
A Parade of CollectiblesThe children sit quietly while I beginTo spin a story of my collectibles.Elephants of all sizes Appear in a close herd. Squatted and colorfully adorned.Next to the stocky solid brass motherAnd the silver long trunked baby.Metal replicas from...
Firefly, firefly
Firefly, FireflyOh, so bright You spread your wingsAnd Sing. You shine a light for me A spark in the dark of night.I wonder where you areAs the moon leavesAnd the sun rises.Do you disappear or become a star?Firefly, Firely,Why must you die?Why do I seek you?What do I...
An Empty House
An Empty House I heard a squeak, under my first step Into the bungalow, Felt a sigh. The walls receded as if They made space for me. A dusty imprint of an old piano told of A time when music played. The floors buckled under the past weight. Light streamed across...
My Heroes
My HeroesChris with his long unruly locksNow newly cut,Waits for me early in the wee hours of The morning to swim.Even before the sun risesI have a guardian who cares.Weekly I patronize the library Two blocks from my home.Oh, those librarians know me Ready with smiles...
About Abbe
Abbe Rolnick grew up in the suburbs of Baltimore, Maryland. Her first major cultural jolt occurred at age 15 when her family moved to Miami Beach, Florida. To find perspective, she climbed the only non-palm tree at her condo complex and wrote what she observed. History came alive with her exposure to Cuban culture. After attending Boston University, she lived in Puerto Rico, where she owned a bookstore. Once Stateside, she capitalized on the knowledge she gained as an independent bookstore owner and worked for one of the finest bookstores, Village Books, in Bellingham, Washington. Once a CEO of a manufacturing firm and owner of a healthy foods café, she is now retired and spends her time writing.
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