Deborah Poems - Poems about Deborah

... Deborah and I feel blessed to be optimists… to be able to find a bright spot in every day. Blessed because we have never had to work on this… we were both lucky to be born this way. For insta......Read the rest...

...On being emotionally bankrupt Sentient beings distraught psyche rent asunder courtesy false accusations heated words exchanged like gunfire pox upon the house of Deborah Hunter, a vicious vin......Read the rest...

... Most times when we walk early on the beach it’s just Deborah and me. but the other morning we happened to walk past two old men fishing by the sea. We quickly exchanged greetings then quietly l......Read the rest...

...Somewhere in between, The seen and unseen. It’s all been there from the beginning, It’s just now the veil is thinning. Why are you so surprised? The enemy had everything disguised. Prophets ha......Read the rest...

... BIRD WATCHERS! I’m sure you’ve sen them out in nature…with their binoculars glued to their eyes…. pointing…waving…jumping up and down as if they’re constantly surprised! They often dress alik......Read the rest...

... Permit me now this slight confession… for years about sushi I’ve had the wrong impression. I thought all sushi was spicy…I’ve thought this since I was young… and I have an aversion to any food......Read the rest...

... Yesterday was a miraculous day! and miraculous days, trust me, you don’t want to miss them. Our day was filled with so many miracles…bear with me as I take a few…and list them: I woke up next ......Read the rest...

... Deborah and I were at a party recently. The kind of party where wine and friendship flow with ease. When the partying was over and it was time to leave… Stacy, a friend of ours, could not find h......Read the rest...

... Easter arrives on the wings of Spring… It’s a time of rebirth reminding us to take stock… for Deborah and I that means a visit to the bunny beneath the mailbox. She’s a tiny sculpted bunny…who......Read the rest...

...Who are the forgotten? Those hidden in the shadows of others. The poor, The broken, The widows, The orphans, Those not wanted by others, Those that are cast aside, Those ov......Read the rest...

... We have this wonderful relationship with our neighbors who live next to us on our street…. We bring food over to each other…usually something sweet. The other day we brought them an apple pie…......Read the rest...

... Our four grandchildren have grown up before our eyes…it’s hard to imagine that! Which means it’s been years since they spent the night with us and Deborah and I babysat. So, when our son and da......Read the rest...

... Yesterday I posted a poem about our Volkswagen mailbox- on which Deborah painted symbols of flowers, butterflies and a dove It’s our subtle way of stating we hope for a world filled with peace a......Read the rest...

... Deborah painted our new mailbox…and though it may not seem earth changing to you… we have high hopes on what one mailbox can do. You see, we believe when hate erupts…It flows like lava… glowin......Read the rest...

... Our nephew Rick and his wife Laura in a move we found quite sweet for Deborah’s belated birthday…invited us out to eat. “You have a choice to make.” Laura would assert “We could take you to a re......Read the rest...