Writings in the Sand

Listening in Vain

One of my goals this week is to organize my Portfolio. This involves collecting items into folders. However, it is very slow going. One reason for this lack of progress is that I am often unable to determine if an item is a short story or a poem just by its title. I must open each item and read it in order to place it in the correct folder. Then, I just get lost.

I opened a short poem this morning and it just stopped me

It was a 24 syllable poem based on the word mellifluous..

Monday was my mother’s birthday. She passed in 2003. It’s been a long time since I have heard her voice.

I find myself

Listening in Vain

Sweet notes of your voice, now long gone.
How my memory tries to echo
its mellifluous music.