Deborah KrulickiinScribeThe FootbridgeNot upon a broad expanse of road do I see life’s journey nor upon paths through woods and meadow but rather as a footbridge that made its…·2 min read·May 15, 2021--8--8
Deborah KrulickiinScribeThe NestThe road seemed rougher than it was last fall Now, in early spring I drove to the end of it And stopped, almost at the edge of the lake…·1 min read·May 8, 2021--1--1
Deborah KrulickiinScribeWildflowers for PamA light rain seemed to vanish back into the air before it could settle upon the leaves, the grass or the mourners…It wrapped it’s mist…·2 min read·Feb 21, 2021--5--5
Deborah KrulickiinScribeWonder, Mystery, and the InexplicableTwo nights ago, I was certain I heard the soft tread Of your footsteps Upon my stairs·2 min read·Feb 17, 2021--10--10
Deborah KrulickiinScribeJanuary SixAnd the die was cast And the mob formed fast A charlatan spoke at last To the mob amassed As it was all broadcast To a world aghast·2 min read·Jan 15, 2021--1--1