On your birthday--so many "loved the pilgrim soul in you...."

My sweet George, 

You will always be in my heart

With eternal Love and Gratitude

For your Inspiration, 

Quiet strength, 
Kindness,

And Dignity...

Fly high, my love,

Fly high-
Donna

Quand le pire se passe

On n’est ni ici ou ni là-bas

On n’est nulle part.

Dans un vide incompréhensible--

Tandis que le monde joue, 
Le temps s’arrête: 

La vie n'est plus.

On pense aux moments avant

Quand les choses sont plus claires

On pense que tout ira bien.

Il faut espérer et prier que

« Le Seigneur s'occupe 
   Des enfants et 
   Des imbéciles. »

Mais l’espoir est sale. 
Les prières ne suffisent pas.

Il n’y a plus rien à faire

Sauf à se rappeler et à pleurer avec

Une tristesse profonde

On crie si fort—primal et sauvage.

Mais personne n’écoute.

Personne ne comprend.

Puis existentiellement--
Seule et en silence 
On est transporté de 

Ce moment éphémère

Pour l’éternité

Quand le pire s’est passé.

« C’est reposant la tragédie, parce qu’on sait

    qu’il n’y a plus d’espoir, le sale espoir…, » 

Jean Anouilh

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"There's nothing worse than too late," Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski

"I'm Nobody, " Emily Dickinson

"Emily Dickinson 101"

"Despite earning millions during his lifetime, Robinson died poor in 1949, at the age of 71. Much of his wealth went to charities in Harlem and beyond before his death. Robinson's funeral, arranged by longtime friend and television host Ed Sullivan, was held at the 369th Infantry Regiment Armory and attended by thousands, including many stars from the entertainment industry. A eulogy by Adam Clayton Powell Sr. (father of Congressman Adam Clayton Powell Jr.) was broadcast over the radio. Robinson was buried in the Cemetery of the Evergreens in Brooklyn, New York.

Robinson remained a well-known figure after his death, particularly in dance circles. In 1989, a joint congressional resolution established National Tap Dance Day on May 25, Robinson's birthday. Additionally, a public park in Harlem bears Robinson's name—a way of honoring his charity contributions and participation in the neighborhood's civic life, Death and Legacy of Bill 'Bojangles' Robinson."

"Wolf and Woman," Nikita Gill

"Barracuda"

That’s what we called her

Her favorite song-

Joni Mitchell’s  “River,”

Among many other acoustic

Melodies fit for a

Gentle soul and

Wayward spirit.

A proud Latina--

Beautiful with 
Flowing black hair,

Glowing brown eyes,

An exotic  face of

Olive and  Ivory.

She was warm, generous, and kind.

A hearty laugh gave way

To grand adventures of

Crazy-ass fun

Never a dull moment

Life was good

Until it wasn’t.

We heard the news weeks later

After she went missing

Her body—once strong and agile

Finally found 

In a gruesome state,

Common to all murders.

First there was disbelief, 

A reporter's account would tell

Of a horrific ending 

To this powerful force of nature

Extinguished in her prime—

A vessel now empty and

Decomposing.

Then we waited.

We’re still waiting decades later--

Questions still unanswered;

An assailant never found;

Justice never served.

“Oh, I wish I had a River.. I could skate away on…”

   "River,"

Joni Mitchell and Herbie Hancock

"On Hurt," Nikita Gill

"Nikita Gill on Poetry, Instagram and 

Writing as a Woman of Color"

 "You Oughta Know," 

  Alanis Morissette