Author Archives: Sandra Jude
Buzz
You were and are And have been Forever and always The man-part of myself, More than any husband or lover Could ever be. And I am and Always was The woman-part of you. The part you tried to find, And … Continue reading
Oh, Brother
How to explain to one who doesn’t have a brother What you mean and meant to me? Bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh, Like no other, only us, just us two. Living the same different, you boy, … Continue reading
To the Lake
First time seen we ran and climbed On glacier- strewn boulders bigger than Dad’s Chevy. Looked across the cove, Swimming in our minds. I’ll win. Run down, small, weed-choked, perfect. Daring each other to swim now, but Only April, too … Continue reading
Two the Lake
More floating memories surface now, The bubbles clinging to my body As I enter crystal velvet water. Seeking what was lost, what I loved most. Louie, black and sleek, figurehead dog In my canoe, jumping to bow before I … Continue reading
Lake Lost, Lake Found
Cool April morning, long in planning, Finally, five together to remember. Two with long memories of This place, and three without. Long Jersey highway trip from Crowded city to lovely Sussex place. Tumbled rocks appearing, Silver sparkling streams regained. … Continue reading
Why I Make Quilts
So many people have asked why I, a career woman who came of age during the “women’s lib” years, chooses to spend her leisure time making quilts. They seem to think that making quilts is old-fashioned and quaint, an interest … Continue reading
Baggage
Recently I have been helping a dear friend move, pack, store, unpack, and sort through several lifetimes worth of personal belongings. Items he hasn’t seen in five years or more, some items he’s never seen, have come to the surface … Continue reading
October Backyard
Summer Florida finally releases And brings October gentle breezes Hidden behind closed-eyes remembered Vermont crisp apple mornings, leafy reds. Fresh grass smells and oak musk leaves Mix with foot-hurting acorned driveway, Tinkling wind chimes, birds jay and mocking, White ibises … Continue reading
Drama
Unwanted drama has entered my life; a friend of a dear friend has repositioned herself and in this turning has brought on tears and regrets, betrayal and loss of trust. What started out as a potential bright new friendship has … Continue reading
Lost Love
A few weeks ago, over late breakfast and endless coffee with a dear friend, an innocent conversation about mind and heart, well and ill, acceptable and eccentric led me down a path I have avoided for decades. Memory floodgates opened … Continue reading