I am still in shock as I lie awake in bed. Those unexpected life events that come out of nowhere like a freak bolt of lightning leave you… unsettled. And they do not come with the power to send you through time to fix it.As with many of us...
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Happy birthday, Imzadi
Nine is the number of years ago That an angel appeared to me. Her light filled up the night; Where once blind, now I could see. My mind could not comprehend what my heart was allowing to be. The night turned into day, Yet I dwelled upon her...
Home
A friend recently waxed poetic on what is meant by “home”. Does it mean different things? Does it mean anything at all? Is it a place or a state of mind? This was my reply: “Home is that familiar place that slips on and covers your soul like a...
Change begins with one
Yesterday was just another day: laid back and seemingly inconsequential. That is, until I thought about it. I was out running errands and was dressed rather plainly in jeans, Punisher tee-shirt, and faded ball cap. As I walked toward the building out walked a very well-dressed senior couple. I...
“The Cell”
“The Cell”, by R Wolf Baldassarro, from Poetic Visions. http://bit.ly/2bcH9Rz
“He Who Hesitates”
“He Who Hesitates”, by R Wolf Baldassarro, from Poetic Visions http://bit.ly/2bcH9Rz
Ghosts that Haunt Me
I autographed a copy of Under a Sunlit Sky yesterday and was reminded of one of my favorites. “Ghosts that Haunt Me” Turned up my collar In a cold November rain Stepped out for a walk… Thinking it would ease the pain The ghosts of what I had done...
Celebration of a Life
It has been a month since the passing of Racheal’s mother. Instead of the usual funeral services, her family held a party in her honor. There was, of course, some tears but overall it was simply a celebration of her and the memories we hold close to us. Family and...
Wedding Bells
Some #wedding fun for a good friend, captured in a few photographs and videos. ? www.facebook.com/r.wolfbaldassarro/photos_albums
We are Pure Michigan
From the villages of Michiana to Hancock; from the cities of Port Huron to Holland; and the roads that link them in between- I am the lives of Pure Michigan. The beats of techno and punk rock; the rhythm of Motown and big band; the melody of the notes...