Hello,
I'm very busy raising an eight year old grandson who has cerebral palsy and is blind in one eye.
I'm editing several novels and have completed two illustrated poetry books. Currently I'm looking for interested publishers.
Would love to keep in touch with everyone who enjoys my poetry but there is never enough time. If you'd like updates on what's going on, you'll find it here.
Love,
Sandy
Newsletter Dated: 2/11/2004 3:01:15 PMSubject: Sandy's Chatterbox
Happy Valentine's Day!
I've had a bout with the stomach flu and am truly exhausted. Will take several days off to rest up but meanwhile I'll leave you with a poem.
Whispering Falls
Whispering falls over stones of anxiety--
washed rigidly--though invisible, clear, pristine
heard by the pure of heart but by eyes yet unseen.
Whispers, weaving a mournful melancholy melody,
in mists of fogged memories (too soon passed), linger.
Dust of time may cloud our perception, reality.
Did I ever mean to you what you’ve meant to me?
Whisperings increase the doubt that forever surrounds us.
Love’s a stable, able rock in the tides that wash
the dirt and the grime; leaves troubles behind in sand.
Whisperings fall like corpses in a shallow grave
and rumor’s stench, in a whirlpool of ripples, wildly churn.
Let me see for myself the truth . . . loyalties earned.
You were the heart and soul of me . . . internally.
If the truth is it’s over . . . at least do tell me.
Damned, misery oozes, ne’er lets the whisperings fall.
Putrid rejection seeps deep in hollow holes
it’s thirst never-ending; it’s beginning anew.
The whisperings are stilled and ignored or unheard
whenever love takes a stand, lets whisperings fall a ground.
I am one of those 'forever' friends who actually never meets a 'stranger'. However, I'm also a tad skeptical of 'things I hear' for, being deaf, I've not always heard right :)!
So~forgive me 'when' and 'if' I stick my foot in my mouth or my nose in your business. Like a raccoon, I sometimes am just ambling along and YIKES, I'm caught with my hand in the potato chip bag :)!
I try to say what I mean and mean what I say without ever intending to be truly mean :)!
In other words, I love you all and should've sent chocolates :)!
Love,
Sandy