Abbe Rolnick's Blog: Abbe's Notes, page 17
May 18, 2023
WHAT IF…
If
If everyone could cry
Would the world be a better place?
If everyone received a hug
Would love follow?
If everyone could eat
Would they share the bounty?
Cry with me
Hug me
Break bread with me
May 11, 2023
BLINDED VISION
Blinded
By eyes that only see
Through filters
An apparition
Of assumptions
Hidden clues
Too light
Too dark
Never
Just right
We miss
What is within
May 4, 2023
VARIEGATED
Variegated
I shine like a forest green leaf
With yellow curved lines
I meet the center vein
Poked by earthbound mortals
The promise of idols
My colors fades to pale lemon
Lines remain of green innocence
Of sunshine brightness
I split the difference
Morph into buds of the future
April 27, 2023
Invisible Fragility
Invisible
I appear whole
Yet my soul echoes
In my fragile bones.
With no one to see
What embarrasses me?
Are we the same
Alone at home?
I may disappear
Within a haze
Still my soul
Echoes
Joys
April 26, 2023
Abbe’s Ruminations April 2023 Traveling Solo
Welcome to my newsletter, Abbe’s Ruminations. I mull, contemplate, ponder – old and new experiences, finding what I call the joy and laughter of repetition or the abandonment to not knowing.
Are you ready for change, adventure, oneness? Can you travel on your own?
I admire women who travel on their own- loose itineraries, back packing, with no worries. I marvel at their bravery but know that isn’t me at seventy or perhaps ever.
Continue reading Abbe’s Ruminations April 2023 Traveling Solo at Abbe Rolnick.
April 20, 2023
My list of Three, Word Wisdoms
Three Word Wisdoms
Bring light laughter.
Value spontaneous action.
Celebrate simple wonders.
Settle into grays.
Question fixed answers
Smile into eyes.
Praise, meditate, embrace.
Give love freely.
Continue reading My list of Three, Word Wisdoms at Abbe Rolnick.
April 13, 2023
TWO THOUGHTS
Two Thoughts
Autumn leaves me, I take cover within the chilled air, fall lets go to snow.
Laughter rings a bell of joy, tears express emotions of pain and wonder.
April 6, 2023
SUN SIGN
Sun Sign
The sun kissed my forehead
And settled on my chest.
I sat on a rock
And did my best
To breath in the dry desert air
To still my unsettled heart
To do what I do not dare
Alone I walked my path
Alone I let the dark butterflies
Glide in winds unknown
In the shadow of the sky
The sun kissed my forehead.
Abbe has written seven book, novels, short stories, essays, and a children’s illustrated book.
March 30, 2023
HALLO-ween
Hallo-ween
I weened myself
From the devilish
Commercialized
And fictionalized.
At five I preferred
The white sheet
Of anonymity.
Only two holes
To view the world.
I floated through
Time.
A spirit negotiator
Of instinct, feeling, and intuition.
I was the eternal collaborator,
A friendly ghost.
Abbe has written seven books–novels, essays, short stories, and a children’s illustrated book.
You can find all of Abbe’s books at Village Books in Bellingham, Washington, Three Trees Books, Page2Books, and wherever books are sold.
March 29, 2023
Abbe’s Ruminations March 2020–Nose Picking Old Sayings Finally Understood
Welcome to my newsletter, Abbe’s Ruminations. I mull, contemplate, ponder – old and new experiences, finding what I call the joy and laughter of repetition or the abandonment to not knowing.
An old saying, somewhat gross, sticks in my head. I think it came from my funny and secretly wise father.
“You can pick your nose, you can pick your friends, but you can’t pick your friend’s nose.”
Besides being yucky, I see the wisdom of his words. Although he jokingly told this to me in elementary school, the words hit home when I was in high school. Peer pressure pushed me to the outskirts of the “in” groups. I shied away, awkward more a reader than a social butterfly.
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