Sunday, November 19, 2023









Not what I dreamed of -

the idealized life paths

bathed in golden sunlight

surrounded by the diverse ages,

treading the same road together

close enough to touch, to see, to feel

sharing the growing, the changing,

the Living.


Instead, Distance creeps in

miles, distractions, grudges,

physical, ideological, genealogical,

togetherness a rarity

felt intensely as lifetimes play out

slowly, suddenly, painfully, joyfully

the hourglass runs until

the Loss.


©2023 Noreen Braman

Saturday, November 4, 2023

Quiet Realization



Quiet Realization


Today I wrap myself in the blanket of reality

no longer pushing it off me

allowing myself to embrace the folds

of calming warmth, familiar smell,

without melancholy, without regret.


Breathing in acceptance,

leaving blame behind

making no excuse,

letting the fog of fantasy

lift from my eyes.


©2023 Noreen Braman