marriage – Poetic Meanderings

Steady Rhythm

You will make known to me the path of life; in Your presence is fullness of joy — Psalm 16:11 These long morning paths as we mark the growth of trees and new blooms, as we pass homes of long-time neighbors and those still unknown — we have tread these steps for years, ghosts ofContinue reading “Steady Rhythm”

Shine

I didn’t fall in love with you…. I bloomed. I sometimes forget how brightly you shine— I’ve become accustomed to your ways— but then when you laugh and smile as you tell an old story in that familiar style, I am taken back to the first time I realized my soul resonated with your everything-Continue reading “Shine”

Well-worn Shoes

We amble, toss questions to each other, consider future plans — travel & leisure, family gatherings, friend trips — and our pace is slowing as we reminisce about past adventures, a life- time of loving each other, and I think we are like well-worn shoes, and however unromantic that may sound, I think there isContinue reading “Well-worn Shoes”

Silent Conversation

“With a bound, the sun of a molten fiery red came above the horizon, and immediately thousands of little birds sang out for joy, and a soft chorus of mysterious, glad murmurs came forth from the earth; the low whispering wind left its hiding-place among the clefts and hollows of the hills, and wandered amongContinue reading “Silent Conversation”

A Beautiful Denouement

The last lingering hour before bed, stars become twinkle lights, a gentle wind dances through the darkened leaves, and you check the doors, put the house to sleep, one room and then the next, until you reach me, one candle left to extinguish, one last kiss, and we fall into dreams until morning. —C.L. Fisher,Continue reading “A Beautiful Denouement”

Enfolded

I reach for your hand while watching our favorite movie, or when we are choosing bananas in the produce aisle of the grocery store, sometimes as we listen to the Sunday sermon, or as we drive to a family visit, and often when we are out walking our neighborhood— in the good times and theContinue reading “Enfolded”

Routine of Periwinkle

Periwinkle: I think this is a mature color — it hints of the courage and nobility of purple and rests in the tranquility and trueness of blue. I tread out of the room as lightly as possible — it is a few minutes before 4am, and I know you need more sleep after a longContinue reading “Routine of Periwinkle”

Leaf Peeping

“Every leaf speaks bliss to me.” — Emily Bronte In that funny way that some husbands have of teasing, in which my husband excels, today he calls me a peeping leaf-er, so I laugh and say he means a leaf peeper, but he knows and winks, so I tell him that I’ll wear that title proudly, asContinue reading “Leaf Peeping”