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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An Empty House
An Empty House I heard a squeak, under my first step Into the bungalow, Felt a sigh. The walls receded as if They made space for me. A dusty imprint of an old piano told of A time when music played. The floors buckled under the past weight. Light streamed across...
My Heroes
My HeroesChris with his long unruly locksNow newly cut,Waits for me early in the wee hours of The morning to swim.Even before the sun risesI have a guardian who cares.Weekly I patronize the library Two blocks from my home.Oh, those librarians know me Ready with smiles...
Piano
PianoI practice the scales to limberMy fingers and mind.The language of music, the notesFloat on paper and from the touch of keys.Foreign sounds, bend my ear with chords and syncopation.Held together in harmony.Give me the patience to hear, see, and feelThe songs...
Withering Weather
Withering WeatherI’d rather battle the wind, rain,And gusts of blown leaves and branchesThan the storms of angst against Than the storms of angst against The world we know.Why is the mind wiseAnd stubborn, letting the Heart skip rhythms?The wind comes from the...
My Dog
My DogMy dog named, Nada,Meant everything to me.Nada is Spanish for “nothing”.And within the hole of zero The door opens to infinity.Seeing through to the Vastness of love.A glimpse everlasting.I'd love to hear your comments. I'm at http://www.abberolnick.com
Normal
NormalDoesn’t existPoured into a mixOf all people we knowIt becomes an equationOf all the differencesDeviations, brillianceAveraged togetherThe sum of which doesn’t exist.I'd like to hear your thoughts. You can find me at http://www.abberolnick.com
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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