by Abbe Rolnick | May 12, 2024 | Abbe's Notes
Photo by Chris Curry Granddaughter’s Questions My oldest granddaughter interviewed me this week for her project on grandparents. Her questions were simple and complex to...
by Abbe Rolnick | May 9, 2024 | Abbe's Notes
Dream Guides Dreams are memories transformed, Futures not yet formed. I drift in the non-world On a circus carousel turned conveyor belt. Displayed for all to admire or desire, I travel on the beltway circling around the city, Lost in the spiral maze, I exit on the...
by Abbe Rolnick | May 2, 2024 | Abbe's Notes
Getting Stuck The silt turned mud; wet from sky rains That mimicked my tears, Blemished my soul. Splattered, my foot, sunk deep into the goo. The more I tugged and pulled, the thicker the gook became. I remained in place as thoughts swirled . A maze of indecision....
by Abbe Rolnick | Apr 25, 2024 | Abbe's Notes
Water me I stood along the sandy beach, Felt the splash, heard the crash, And relished in the spray Of wild water. I wandered within the droplets. As the current surged away. The ebb and flow of My tidal wave. Salt ripples clung to my skin, Peppered me with ocean...
by Abbe Rolnick | Apr 24, 2024 | Abbe's Notes
Abbe’s Ruminations April 2024 : No One is Fooled I’ve always felt odd about April Fool’s Day. Someone being jested and made to feel less. I felt the same way when my father would make off-color jokes about the Iris or Polish or our cultural heritage....
by Abbe Rolnick | Apr 18, 2024 | Abbe's Notes
Where does the cycle begin? Does rain fall first and then evaporate into the clouds? Or do the seas rise upward to fill the sky, moistening the air particles. I’m more water than matter but my feet carry me, a walker not a fish. You need male and female to create a...
