Love

Love is all around me.

The sunset breathes his name.

I love him.

The pain is sweet, lovely. I love him.

Everything makes me love him.

Even hope.

Dawn

I am cold. I wake up.

As I emerge from my subconscious universe, the weight of his decision crashes my chest. The walls around his heart collapse over me.

He is free.

Farewell

"From Middle English farewel, from fare wel!, an imperative expression, equivalent to fare (“to fare, travel, journey”) +‎ well."

Nothing truer than this wish for the one who left without looking back.

A last kiss in the darkness of the guests toilet, where I had taken refuge to blow my nose and dry my tears.

And he was gone.

The engine of his car could be heard for minutes, escaping in the night of our last embrace.

Separation

Our moments together were a garland of laughter and conversations.

Now the air between us is awkward, tense, cold.

The balm that kept us fluid has frozen.

The bridges are gone.

The lighthouses extinct.

The wreath is broken.

No touch, no embrace, no kiss.



Only loss.

Entropy

There was once timeless endless passion. Everywhere. Any time.




Now he says,

- It's too hot.

Death of a Love

I wander through the house - sweat trickling down my spine and temples - drowning in the pain of his absence, his definite farewell.

I can barely function. The particles of air around me make my body hurt.

I should be in hospital, my heart on a tray, in pieces.

Instead, I go to bed early. I have to work tomorrow and smile.



No funeral for my Love.

No words.

No comfort.

Just pain.

Festival Provençal - Scribes & Troubadors

          FESTIVAL PROVENCAL 

this past Saturday 3/31/12 evening at the Ridgefield Library was wonderful.

Local scribes and troubadours shared poetry, prose, performance and music from around the world. Chile, France, Britain, Greece, various parts of the U.S. and other far away places. Tales of real life adventures (along with a few imagined) and exploration, the written word spoken with grace, songs and music that lifted one's spirit, all touching the heart, along with a good dose of wit, raw and refined, that had us all laughing out loud.

What a treat to partake of such amazing talent! A fantastic evening!

Thank you for your generous spirit and sharing your creative vision with us all.

Wishing you the best,

Lise Rondum

PHOTOS BY SNELLINGS PHOTOGRAPHY STUDIOS