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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Yours to Decide
Yours to DecideIs this an unsolved problem, a situation, or a canker sore,That repeats and, in the repetition,Knocks on your door.Something you can no longer ignore.When you can’t hide,Do you open the door wide or lock yourself inside?I ask myself this, with my...
A funny thing happened to me
A funny thing happened to me on the way…For a want-to-be comedianThose words send me off in reverie.I remember sitting in the back seat of our Oldsmobile,No seat belts, a pile of relatives back from a holiday meal.I made a joke and the entire car burst into laughter.A...
A Fine Mess
A Fine Mess--GradationI hear the words of my conscious“This is a fine mess you’ve made for yourself.”I wonder if the play on words gives me justification To fail, to find another way, to see differently.I remember the mess of cooking where every pot and pan is stacked...
Nostalgia
Nostalgia- A song, a smell, a scene-I made a playlist of songs of the 70s and 80sWhen I collected records With hard earned money.I play these with the hope of those timesWith words and notable vibrationsTo jolt the world into light.Add to these, Latin rhythmsThe beats...
Store Front Sweeper
Store Front Sweeper WomanI’ve traveled worldwideTo places called third worlds.Dirt roads and hutsManicured by women sun-risersWelcoming days beginningWith the swish-swish of their broom.Sweeping the past away, making each day fresh.Here in Burien where I reside,An...
My childhood comfort food
My Childhood Comfort FoodA bowl of spaghettiButtered, no cheese or red sauce.Challah, bread of braids, Torn by my greedy hunger.Consumed with gusto,And if I was patient, sliced and toasted.Apple pie with more crust than filling,I tended toward starch, crunch Leaving...
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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