March On


March for Life

They sing when all the earth is still,
They sing at break of day,
Although they know only too well —
Song makes them easy prey.
Like birds in song may I be strong,
Brave in the face of hate,
Lest creepy shadows steer me wrong,
Lest I put out the light.


“I am dedicated to spending the rest of my life undoing the law that bears my name. You read about me in history books, but now I am dedicated to spreading the truth about preserving the dignity of all human life from natural conception to natural death.” — Norma McCorvey, the former Jane Roe of the Roe vs. Wade

“Promote the value of all life, regardless of stage of development, race, age, gender, or ability.”Abby Johnson, Planned Parenthood executive-turned-pro-life advocate


Photo Album (poem)

gentle strokes


A perfect day trip in July —
the sea was calm, the sky was blue,
the kids were little, you and I
were ten years younger, seagulls flew
and cried above us, hours were few,
but stretched, and stretched…until at last
‘twas time — we rounded up our crew,
and our day trip sailed to the past.


Prompted by WD Poetic Asides Huitain Poetic Form Challenge

Пусть всё сбудется!

С Рождеством, с наступившим Новым и наступающим Старым Новым вас!

Снега нет, а в Москве – хлопьями,
Посмотрю-ка снова «Иронию»,
Подышу-ка стихами-песнями,
Той зимой, что с малых лет помню я.

В сотый раз проживу заново,
Прочитаю снова по-новому
Притчу сказочника Рязанова
Про «Иванушку» бестолкового.

Новый год, а любовь старая,
Не ржавеет пусть, не забудется,
Пожелаю вам С лёгким паром! я,
Пусть всё сбудется, пусть всё сбудется.


21 января 2013 г.