by Abbe Rolnick | Mar 12, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
Twisted like a PretzelI meditate with pretzeled armsHands folded against my browLegs crisscrossed, squared in a yogi box.With each breath,I travel down and upRetrieving perspective.Seeking Sanity. Within me, a river flowsThrough convoluted bends.Pours into the ocean...
by Abbe Rolnick | Feb 27, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
Endlessly unfoldingI see the wrinkles along my brow,The crease lines around my mouth,The web that spreads by the edge of my eyes.If you stretched the folds outward,You’d see in the accordion of my life, Revised, rolled, curled, unfurled.My heart and soul include all...
by Abbe Rolnick | Feb 20, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
Why do I jot down my thoughtsIn illegible scrawl?A brain overfull with questionsSearching still as I age.Ponderings that are no more profound Than an easy conversation with a friend.Is it to prove, or impress myself, or remind self To think forever?More likely, I...
by Abbe Rolnick | Feb 13, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
Accusations: You are too emotional, too kind.When someone accuses me of being too emotional or too kind, I smile inside. Yes, I confess I feel. When I die, these feelings will disappear.I chose to see suffering, understand, and engage with sadness, wonder, pain,...
by Abbe Rolnick | Jan 9, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
Rainbow PerspectiveI stare at droplets as they drizzle along the windowpane.Clear with a tint of lemon, cerulean, and persimmon red.The wind carries the copper ping of a distant chimeAnd the orange of maple leaves with their wings of emerald seas.A yeasty smell rises...
