by Abbe Rolnick | Jun 19, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
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...
by Abbe Rolnick | Jun 13, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
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...
by Abbe Rolnick | Jun 12, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
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...
by Abbe Rolnick | Jun 5, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
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...
by Abbe Rolnick | May 29, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
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...
by Abbe Rolnick | May 22, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
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....
