The Universe © arlene s bice
Ahh, mysteries revealed
mysteries withheld
universe understood
differently
by scholars
by cosmologists
by spiritualists
by lovers
by people who
are mysteries themselves.
Photo thanks to Greg Rakozy-unsplash
Writer. Educator. Artist.
The Universe © arlene s bice
Ahh, mysteries revealed
mysteries withheld
universe understood
differently
by scholars
by cosmologists
by spiritualists
by lovers
by people who
are mysteries themselves.
Photo thanks to Greg Rakozy-unsplash
The Forgiveness© arlene s bice
It took years
to understand
why
the reasons behind
decisions,
once understood
became clear,
forgiveness
floated in easily.
photo by Diego PH-unsplash
Language © arlene s bice
Ahhh. the beauty of words
of many languages
spoken softly with sensitivity
can heal, comfort, inspire
even on a bistro menu
words sing like songs
to entice you, tease you
allow you to enjoy
beauty, taste, pleasure
let the words, descriptions
roll over your tongue
prior to the food
even arriving.
Photo thanks to Linda Tate Wolfbard=unsplash
Loss (c) arlene s bice
My loss has been too many
each one still silently mourned
each one a different sorrow
each one fills their own place
in my heart, my only one heart.
photo Simone Dalmeri
Dreams © arlene s bice
Those dreams that were given up
after one attempt after another
failed again and again, yet again
disappointed, rejected, lost
returned, came unannounced
an opportunity given to me
without asking 30 years late;
came easily from two directions
“please write a book for us”
my writing affair began.
My First Book
Exhilaration! © arlene s bice
My first time, IWWG annual conference
500 women writers gather at Skidmore
eyes wide, a bit nervous, I was in awe
multiple classes each hour each day
a week away from work and all
feeling alive, filled with music
made up of words and guidance
new friendships formed, kept
becoming a writer day by day
a tradition formed for 10 years
poem/essay/story is accepted
wow
book is now published
wow
leading writers’ group
wow
presenting courses
wow
thank you, thank you, thank you.
Dance © arlene s bice
New dances in the 50s & 60s
great to release a teen’s emotions
country dances, reels & squares
provided the same outlet
as does line dancing
foxtrot taught in school
along with an Irish Jig
the waltz, a show of elegance
ballet is a story tenderness & fire
dancing allows human expression.
Memory ©arlene s bice
A particular memory may
cut deep into our psyche
create a day of sadness
loss of love so desired
or bring happiness
just remembering
your choice.
Lizzie with my notebooks. Reading?
I Admit © arlene s bice
Yes, there are times, when problems
lay heavy on my shoulders
times when longings go to being
a child, carefree, my biggest problem
wanting a dime to buy a comic book
but problems pass, get solved
I admit, tis a joy to make my
own decisions, wise or no
Ahhh Cinderella! ©arlene s bice
As a teen, I longed for my prince to come
haul me up onto his great white horse
ride into the sunset, travel, dance, sing
no one told me he was really a toad
no way would we ride onto the road
troubles and sorrows on me did he load
till I finally grew up and wised up, too
bought my own horse-power, that was
first a 2-wheeled Honda, then a Harley
candy-apple red, shiny and took myself
over mountains, down into valleys low
vroom, vroom, wherever I wanted to go.
Photo by Fran Now Time-unsplash