Tag: Love

Mangroves and Bonefish

My sneakers shuffle softly over the white sand to push against the tepid ocean water. My shins make a soft, swoosh sound,  as quiet as the ocean waves. My eyes

Remembering Daddy

Why do birds sing without him in the world?How long will it take for my heart to uncurl? When will the sun and the wind give grief space, and be

Lucille Louise Isensee Yager 1924-2020

Lucille Louise Isensee Yager 1924 – 2020 I am honored to be a member of the Yager family. While each of them is entirely too modest to say, the entire

Chanel No. 5

Mama was born to be a fifties housewife. Dyed blond beehive, red claws, silk heels. Her Cadillac convertible was white with blue interior. Her diamond large. Her watch square. Classic.

A Bride’s Tribute

Hear ye. Hear ye. Lend thy earto hear a tale of my man here, more Rubenesque than Roman God, no covering for his top façade. Still, a fine specimen by

Blue, my heart dog

I close 2015 with our very saddest moments – we lost our beloved boy, Blue in September just a few days after they discovered two masses, thought to be cancer

The News

I live for the moment you walk through the door, when each day ends and my newly-married life begins. My husband returns; I belong. Beneath my nose our dinner browns


If I had another chance to laugh
I’d drop the needle on the 78, take a turn on the living room rug
My little white socks step gaily on

My Hands

His little wet hand reached up for my finger; he held on tightly. That finger was his lifeline to the world, thread to the large universe of choice. On his

Love, Love, Love

Alarm clock noise bizzzzzzzzz
It’s 5 AM. I slip quietly out of our bed, tip toe down the hall, put on my lucky fishing shirt.


The morning sun rises in the gap between the bedroom curtains,
sunlight slices across my face.
My mind stirs slowly through the fog of sleep

Throwing Back Shots

I was living outside Lansing where the winters are dark, cold and long. We have a huge football stadium, a great debate team, and well-known parties. A spring day is

Wendell Carl Murray 1951-2021

My name is Barbara Reese Yager and I’ve known Jackie for 21 years through rescuing dogs.

Thumb Wrestling

My pen poises over my mother-in-law’s birthday card. My mind has lost touch. What is the date? I spy it on the calendar, June eleventh. “Dear…” What is her name?

Holly Suzanne Yager 1983-2002

The low-lying cloud lies on my newly, furrowed field. I breathe in the musty Delta bottom. The low-lying cloud lies on my newly, furrowed field. I breathe in the musty Delta bottom. A puff of Spring breeze conjures up my Holly’s spirit

Flesh and Blood

When you see your son, hold him up high, praise the Lord for the miracle of your flesh in another. Let him see the world as fresh and new. Life

Dating Frogs and Wedding Day

What do I say to my Prince of today that a thousand poets haven’t said over a thousand years? Which words string together my surprise at finding you right on

Bill Baumgaertner 1947-2021

Sandy, this is the moment where your friends have no words, no words that we think will matter to you, or lessen the pain.

Winter Moon

My old dog and I walk the tree lined path. The high winter moon hits the highest point making a lacy pattern of shadows. The hard snow glistens on soft

Our Girl, Krista

I wake in a morning fog and greet another day.
I feel doom but, don’t know what it is.
Just doom lurking.
My mind darts from side to side,


I heard you laugh today, a big belly laugh from the bottom of your toes. I looked over to the rack of flies and wondered you who sees the difference

Mountain Island Lake

The small wood boat slices through the lake
Beads of water fly like diamonds toward my face
I look out towards the tree-lined shore