April 8, 2010 I stood at the window staring into the black night, on the edge of a deep end, afraid of drowning. If…
Rose Klix, poet, author, playwright, poetry books, reincarnation, past life regressions, short stories, quilting, folk art
As you watch the video, I invite you to read my poem printed below. I celebrate survivors of breast cancer. Today is the first day…
ROSES OF MOTHERHOOD by Rose Klix VI. Gone, Not Forgotten – potpourri and ashes Rain lasting throughout the quiet spring. Fondly remembered good time smiles,…
ROSES OF MOTHERHOOD by Rose Klix V. Grandmother – dropping petals You’re hardy and survived harsh winters. Some thorny years have taken their toll. Time…
ROSES OF MOTHERHOOD by Rose Klix IV. Empty Nest – full bloom Seeds in the wind, years and children gone, sought their own sunshine and…
ROSES OF MOTHERHOOD by Rose Klix III. Practicing Mother – an opening blossom The shaded hues of blossoms defined tentatively opened petals. Study parenthood during…
ROSES OF MOTHERHOOD by Rose Klix II. New Mother – a rosebud Moments ago, just a young green bud, barely showed color. Yet new life…
ROSES OF MOTHERHOOD by Rose Klix I. Like a Mother – one rose among many plants Myriad flowers surround a life. Sunflower friends brighten us…
My grandfather Orion Wyant Swinehart couldn’t talk without telling a story. He always punctuated that episode with many expletives peppered with his laughter. They were…