Posted by Roberta Grimes • September 30, 2023
Spring was never waiting for us, dear. It ran one step ahead as we followed in the dance, Between the parted pages, and were pressed in love’s hot, fevered iron, Like a striped pair of pants. MacArthur’s Park is melting in the dark, all the sweet, green icing flowing down. Someone left the cake out... Read More
Posted by Roberta Grimes • September 23, 2023
What kind of fool am I, who never fell in love? It seems that I’m the only one that I have been thinking of. What kind of mind is this? An empty shell, A lonely cell in which an empty heart must dwell. What kind of clown am I? What do I know of life?... Read More
Posted by Roberta Grimes • September 16, 2023
My sweet Lord, my Lord, my Lord, I really want to see you! Really want to be with you! Really want to see you, Lord, but it takes so long, my Lord, My sweet Lord! My Lord, my Lord! I really want to know you! Really want to go with you! Really want to show... Read More
Posted by Roberta Grimes • September 09, 2023
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day’s Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love... Read More