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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Note to My 1972 Self
My 1972 selfYou were right to be skepticalThen you questioned all that you saw.Exposed to changeYou jumped at the chanceTo deviate from the norms of family.Brave beyond common sense, You explored different cultures.I admire that in you,Even though I remember The...
When I Die
When I DieIf I die, no when I die,Know that I still have life in me.It may be my time—At this moment the seconds disappear.But I’m here with all my craziness.Know that I leave unwillingly Refuse to accept never-land.For I have seen many lands.Do me this favor—laugh,...
The First Kiss
The First KissThe first kiss, tentative, sweet and pure,Greets one with anticipation.A kiss promises a connection.A kiss sparks the heart to open,The mind to imagine.Oh, that first kissLips to lipsBreath to breathA moment sealed.Sun moon, stars—you choose.The tide of...
Cohesion
CohesionI pulled one purple thread From my sweaterAnd watched as the mountain design Unraveled.The purple led to theyellow thread,touching the tipFlattened, collapsed And the blue sky fell.That one thread openedA hole so wide that theGreen grass dissolved.I loved that...
Slow Lane
Slow Lane in the Grocery StoreOnly one cash register of six is openAt the local grocery store.Most of the customers use the self-check.They say it’s quicker as if this was my goal. I prefer the slow laneWhere the checker Maria chats with each of us.She retired from...
Bearings without GPS
Bearings without GPSYears ago, I rode my bike everywhere.I knew the backroads.I avoided busy intersections.Then I bought a car and got lost.In my later years I’ve abandoned my car.I walk everywhere.I know the gardens and backroads of my town.I find narrow walkways and...
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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