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I've seen singer-songwriter Christine Lavin several times in concert and have been a long-time fan of her music.   Several years ago I was delighted to meet her, after a very entertaining Wiffledust concert organized by Lisa. 

Chris's generosity is legendary.  She has supported so many musicians and helped them get the word out about their music. 

I was touched when she kindly endorsed my new illustrated children's book:…

This may become a song. Or just a lone verse. 

I tell you things will be okay
but I don't really know
I only talk to fill the space between
sighs and heavy silence
that fill the morning air
between the doubt and darkness
of our dreams

Looking at myself

Often I feel so plain

Unordinary

But to you, I am beautiful



Even on my worst days

You look at me like I'm special

Looking at me through your eyes

I see me in a new view



I never thought…

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'Storm'

copyright 2013 by Richard Reiley

I was cold

She was warm

Perfect timing

For a storm

Just like that- it was over

And it moved on

Storms are something

Ain't they boys

They rumble…

Packing and moving from my house into DJ's. Found things I hadn't thought of in a long time. For those of you who've lost someone, you know how it can be. 

'Little Box, Big…

Many couples have a song

One that they feel describes their relationship

We never bothered to find one that suits us

Upon reflecting on that now

I realize there isn’t one yet made

There are countless love songs

Many that are beautifully written

But none that we both relate to

One that we both feel…

Monday, July 1, 2013

A time to let go...…

This has been one of the most heart-wrenching weeks of work for me in a while. One story to share. I was admitting a woman in her 50's (who is expected to live 4 weeks at the most) to hospice services. These appointments generally last close to 4 hours, and much of my 26 pages of paperwork doesn't take lots of brain cells. I take cues from the patient and family as to how much "extra" conversation in which to engage. I felt a particular kinship with this patient, and we talked about…

Today is my 48th birthday. That number gets noticed in my family. And not in a good way.



In some ways, it has taken on a somewhat dark significance. Mother died suddenly at the age 48. She appeared healthy, but there was a silent aneurysm that ruptured and killed her. Four other family members also died at this age--two from very similar causes. The doctors agreed that her siblings, my brother and sister and I, and our cousins should all get tested for signs of a…

strange faces illuminate the air, unusual smells fill the room, faded floors and exposed brick,old chairs blend with new ideas strange lighting spins on the celing, thurst for water becomes a dream, small crowd gathers, unusual space to express art, the kind you'd find in fiction, Green then brown then brick solid color, oposit a wall filled with book and picture, a distant voice heard through the crowd, a repeated story heard, familier ground in an unfamilier town, heavy feet shake the…

a thousand fears

silenced by a thousand spears

burried by a thousand tears 

life celebrated by a thousand beers

not cool to just be

moving runing flee

not cool you will see

Blood shed selfishly

shouting crying here to stay

bones and flesh turn to clay

 bodies slit and flayed

this is chaos and hate

who said this is, was my fate

be not of mind and being…

I scream to hear life

Thunder clashes in the heart…

Heavy lids wish to rest

But it is not time yet

Staring at the clock on the wall

I see that it is 7:43 in the evening

The sun is setting, the moon is rising

But it is not time yet

Time tells me there is much to do

A long day is nearly behind me

I wish to rest now

But it's not time…

I'm not your typical girl

Or really your typical anything

Yeah sometimes I'm a lot to handle

But definitely worth the difficult times

I'm done apologizing for where I've been

And for who I was, because I love who I am

Not a beauty queen

Not the trophy girl to show off

I don't want to wear a plastic…

The sun has set

But it's not time for bed yet

The rain is still falling

And I hear the night calling



I think of the sun

Where it is now, are people having fun?

While many here prepare to go to bed

Elsewhere upon daylight's beam do…

What can I possibly say?

Nothing I could do will take the pain away

Such senseless violence was wrought today

How can we keep hate at bay?



In times like these, it's easy to lose hope

How does one learn to cope

It's so easy to cry, to get angry, to…

Up, down, and all around

I've been looking all day

But my sanity is no where to be found

There's so much I have to say

But the words won't come, to my dismay



So isolated, feeling cut off from those I love

Frustrated and just at my wits…

Thoughts jumble together within my mind

Tangled in thick yarn

Unable to separate them

Wanting to break them free

So that perhaps then you will see

The words are there

At the tip of my tongue

If only I could make a connection

Between my mouth and my mind

Perhaps then an explanation you would…

The birds sing

The sound echos all around me

I try to trap the music in a jar

To listen to it at a later date

The snow melts, more and more each day

Bright and warm, the sun comes to greet me

Squirrels scamper to and fro

So it would seem that Spring is here

Winter’s chill still…