He woke me at 3AM coming up the stairs singing “Sandy (Brandi if you remember the song), you’re a fine girl…” This bartender who mixed my French 75‘s flirted his way to my bed… and he stayed a while. One Valentine’s Day we had cocktails and watched sports, then quietly he walked me home. I... Continue Reading →
Channeling Hemingway – A Love Story in 100 Words
Channeling Hemingway - A Love Story in 100 Words I’m was nervous as a cat. After texting him for a year, we're finally meeting. I wondered, what will he look like? Will I feel the same when I see him? "Oh god, what will he think when he sees me?!" Sick with emotion, I wanted... Continue Reading →
Are you capable of living in the present?
"The birth of a man is the birth of his sorrow. The longer he lives, the more stupid he becomes, because his anxiety to avoid unavoidable death becomes more and more acute. What bitterness! He lives for what is always out of reach! His thirst for survival in the future makes him incapable of living... Continue Reading →
Attend to the Little Miracles
I think of you often. Especially in the evenings, when I am on the balcony and it’s too dark to write or to do anything but wait for the stars. A time I love. One feels half disembodied, sitting like a shadow at the door of one’s being while the dark tide rises. Then comes... Continue Reading →
You Better Run
You Better Run Run Run RUN away from me if you will Because you will never find another me What scares you now is the thing that you need What attracts you now could be your heart speaking You can leave for all your reasons But you’ll be back... Continue Reading →
"I am a different and strange human being and need a lover who understands that and is willing and desirous to explore me." We can all say that about ourselves, yeah? Each of us so unique. And no matter how we all want to be the same, look the same, act, talk, be accepted as... Continue Reading →
Mothers everywhere I celebrate you
I am a mother. I have a mother. I have raised a mother. Mother’s are not to be overlooked, or taken for granted. Motherhood is a sacred role that should be celebrated (as it is) and revered, taught and honored. As a mother I celebrate myself I raised two incredible humans. Our path was unusual... Continue Reading →
We are Fireworks
We are Fireworks evoking joy like a child a deep serious chuckle of wonder in the flame and the magic of the colour we are fireworks bursting onto the night and vanishing in a moment never to be seen again © Sandy Hibbard 2019 Image by William Blanton
Do you want this?
Why wouldn't you want this? Who doesn't want this?
A Bridge to You
Every map leads me back to you...
I Miss You
I miss you...
13 stops took a toll from us each time...
Look the Other Way
Look the Other Way You say you understand “I get you” That’s sweet I really need you to But let me take you by the hand And walk you through A broken shattered soul Full of cracks and gapping holes A heart broken crushed I know it doesn’t seem like much But how could you... Continue Reading →
Lost in his arms
Loving is so personal, yet in sharing it we help heal ourselves and others. When we remember our lovers and the moments we shared, we pull deep from our soul the essence of that person that will be with us forever. This is from one of those moments... XOXOXO Happy Valentine's Day! Sandy Lost... Continue Reading →
Lavender Bed “I woke up smelling your hair this morning My fingers were tangled In your long tussled locks The scent of Lavender And heat of your remembered breath Consume my senses Can we do it again?” © Sandy Hibbard
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