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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Cohesion

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...

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Slow Lane

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...

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Bearings without GPS

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...

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Taste Buds

Taste Buds

Taste BudsWilted lettuce past its prime, The grounds of coffee used once too many times,The sweetness of honey,Raspberries plucked at their peak,Which do you seek?I shy away from bitter—an After taste, that wastes my buds.I appreciate sea salt on freshly baked...

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Why Do I Travel?

Why Do I Travel?

Why do I travel?I journey to revealWhat is hidden within me.In another country, I observe.Sit quietly in the present.No one knows my past,Or where I have been.In the moment I meet a countrymen I’m a stranger in their land. Greeting someone unique in time and place....

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The Symphony of Life

The Symphony of Life

The Symphony of LifeAs our bones rattleOur blood pulsesOur eyes whisper blinkingAs time moves on.The ringing in our ears Echoes the birds, the buzz ofComputers over bees.Age plays the blues,Th jazz of life improvisedAs time marches on. You can send me comments and...

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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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