Sunday, October 25, 2020

October 25, 2020

 


REMAINS

 

The tiniest crumb on the table ….
You were here ….
 
Some warmth in the chair ….
You just left ….
 
A scar on my memory ….
You said something that really hurt ….
 
A call on the answering machine ….
You tried to reach me ….
 
A postcard on the refrigerator door ….
You were thinking of me in Barcelona ….
 
The light on the side of the house was lit ….
You left a signal in the night for my return ….
 
Your ashes remain in a mahogany box ….
You died 8 months ago today ….

 

 

© Andy Costello,  Reflections 2020


 October 25, 2020

 


Thought for Today

“Reformer: Someone who rides through a sewer in a glass bottomed boat.”  



James J. Walker

 

 

 

 

Saturday, October 24, 2020

 October 24,  2020


BOWLING  BALL

 

It ended up on the bottom rack –
unused for 7 months now – 7 months.
It loved the game. It loved the whack
of smacking into pins – to send them
flying – to laugh – to roll – to play 10
hours some days – afternoon into the night –
but for some reason all seemed to stop.
Nobody told it about the Corona virus.

 

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2020






 October 24, 2020

 

Thought for Today


“Reformer: One who insists on his conscience being your guide.”


Someone

Friday, October 23, 2020

October 23, 2020


HURT

 

Suddenly, without warning,
the little kid starts to cry ….
 
Everyone looks around at
each other – wondering why?
Is that everyone of us – with a hurt
within us – that nobody knows about?
 
It’s just inside us …. Someone won’t
talk to us …. and just don’t know why?

 

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2020




 



October 23,   2020


Thought for Today

 

 “It is not so much what we have done amiss, as what we have left undone, that will trouble us, looking back.”

 

Ellen  Wood, English
playwright and journalist







October  22, 2020



HMMM!”
 
The whole room was filled
with his paintings – maybe
30 – and he sat there in
the center of a big gallery
room wondering what people
thought of his work. “Hmmm!”
 
The whole world was filled
with his creations – maybe
30 trillion gazillion works of art -
and as He walked through the
garden God wondered what people
thought of his work. “Hmmm!”

 

 

© Andy Costello, Reflections 202