Unforgettable

Composure nearly eludes my grasp

as I enter the ballroom…

There are no words…

and speaking them would only lend credibility

to their authenticity if there were.

No… best we ignore what we cannot change anyway…

Gingerly I assume the proper stance, but your firm

hand on the curve of my back is more than I can bear…

and I begin to crumble.

With an unapologetic, admonishing expression

you lock my gaze and my grip.

Suddenly present in the moment,

my eyes meet yours with a fevered determination.

Flawless and fluid we execute our passion

to powerful instrumentals.

Whatever this is or isn’t,

if it has to be the last time,

what it will be is unforgettable.

Copyright 6/14/2011

Dani Heart

Dictatorial Bluster

The slaughter continues and individually we are powerless to stop it.

As we watch the horror unfold, we hope that our elected leaders can and will do whatever they can to help protect an innocent democracy from a murderous psychopath intent on their destruction.

Democracies are fragile.

If we allow dictators on the world stage to attack and annihilate smaller democratic countries without cause or remorse it is only a matter of time before they come for the rest of us.

©Dani Heart

4-22-22

(For Ukraine)

Farewell to Esmee

Farewell to Esmee              April 23, 2022

Dear ______ & ______,

Thank you for buying our trailer. You seem like very nice people, and I know how much you wanted her. We wish you all the joy and great fun that we have had while owning her.

     I must apologize for my unwillingness to store her for any more time than necessary. You see, we didn’t want to sell our trailer. She was perfect for us in every way. We, like many others, are victims of a greedy city bureaucracy that was going to force us to either pay to store her while still making payments on her or spend upwards of 3 thousand dollars to modify our home so we could store her on the opposite side of our property. So, we decided selling her was the most sensible option under the circumstances and given our lack of recent use. That said, it was still heartbreaking.

     The only thing harder than seeing her parked in her usual spot while knowing she no longer belonged to us was looking at the vacant space she once occupied after you drove away.

     Yesterday we received a letter from the city saying they are pausing the enforcement of their off-street parking policy and will revisit it at a later date, no doubt due to the angry public backlash. Perhaps we were too quick to comply? None of this is meant in any way to make you feel bad. Ultimately, we still feel the right decision was made in the long run. I just wanted you to understand my hesitancy earlier regarding the pickup date. We wish you all the camping happiness your hearts can stand. Take good care of our baby… your baby now.

Sincerely,

The Hearts