Most every work day for more than 11 years, Dena wrote a love note, poem or other thought, on a napkin - and tucked it in Marshal's lunch - a ritual of the heart. At the beginning of 2009, Marshal started typing them up. It became our practice to share the Daily Napkin with you, OUR ritual of the heart. Then, in October 2015, Marshal retired, so the whole dynamic changed. Dena took several months to re-evaluate and decide what she was going to do. Since she is also simplifying, she is in the process of incorporating all 8 (including this one) websites into one. With that in mind, the poetry of the napkin is now joined with her art and/or photography images. May you enjoy them. May they feed your spirit.

Friday, July 30, 2010

Old House

The old house is empty
awaiting the new family
that may never arrive
Shingles lost and hinges broke
it's sat for a long time
still
Chilldren's voices haunt its halls
and emotions once strong and deep
reminiscenses and memories
the old house silently keeps
at 10:56 AM
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