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Politics/When in Rome

Politics by Jen A. Grieshaber If I’m elected, I promise to work for the good of all… (especially my close friends …and my bank account) and to work to increase jobs in our hometown (unless there is a strike or picket, you know how annoying those things are!) and to provide a safe place for … Continue reading

A Little Note

A Little Note

A Little Note I have taken the earrings from on your dresser. They are probably expensive and sentimental. But don’t worry, I will try to be careful with them. —- Jennifer Anne Grieshaber This is a poem I wrote in high school, as part of the capstone assignment my senior year. I emulated several of … Continue reading

beckoning

beckoning

in the soft part of the night as i am alone and dark my heart hears yours and soul to soul we whisper secret longings and cry silent tears   across my cloudy soul, over the dew dripped plains of my insides the rays of sunlight fall and i am shaken to depths beyond reach … Continue reading

2015 in review

2015 in review

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2015 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 2,800 times in 2015. If it were a cable car, it would take about 47 trips to carry that many people. Click here to see the … Continue reading

Palm Sunday

Hosanna! Blessed is He who comes in the Name of the Lord! Words week after week, sometimes sung, and usually with hands up, down and across – Father, Son and Holy Spirit. Those words ring out today, hundreds of voices proclaiming and waving palms, re-living that day. We are that crowd, hungry for Someone and … Continue reading

Bike Ride

C’mon, Mommy! My limbs, awkward and unused, lacking a youthful litheness I once took for granted, gently obey. I balance tippy toe, and the bike wobbling underneath, patiently waits for me to settle. My hands grip the handlebars and suddenly it’s my fifteen year old hands holding tight and I’m off to visit Grandma Jeanne’s. … Continue reading

Groceries

                                                      Five sentinels, lining the countertop in paper bag perfection, bearing and guarding proof of your devotion. Crimson petals peek from atop the brown handles, doubled to prevent driveway … Continue reading

Victory

I imagine “VICTORY!” a runner worn by the effort, yet doggedly crossing the finish line, the ribbon breaking and arms waving in triumph, confetti and cheers littering the air. It’s not so easy to see “VICTORY!” when the same bills come month after month and the same dishes fill the sink day after day, when … Continue reading

Eyes to see

what counts as a miracle these days? waking up is so ordinary blinking, groggy, blurry can’t see the alarm clock, or even to find my glasses on the nightstand. every morning the same – not seeing. perhaps the miracle is the fix. sixty odd years of blinking. groggy, blurry and knowing the snooze button by … Continue reading

On Turning Nine

The unnatural pink glow from your lava lamp  is now the hue in which I see you at night, all snuggled with your brother, the two of you atop ringlets of purple, swirls  on the comforter that you chose last year from Target.   Your fairy pi’s tossed carelessly  over the edge of the bunk … Continue reading