Tag Archives: Cloudeight Essays

A Rainy Day

A Rainy Day The sound of rain falling, cascading down the eaves, rushing to be free: This is the perfect soundtrack for a pensive day. Sometimes I feel so sad and lost, but I realized today, I cannot even manage to summon up a single tear. I think I have cried all the tears allotted to me in… Read More »

He Left the Candle Burning

He Left the Candle Burning He left the candle burning, just as she had asked him to do. Though it had been seven years since she went away, every evening at nightfall he would light a candle. Every night while he tried to sleep through his pain and his loneliness, the candle flickered silently casting its dancing shadows… Read More »

Getting Old My Way

Getting Old My Way It’s hard to believe that autumn is just around the corner. It seems just the other day I was sweating my way through mowing the grass on the first “official” weekend of summer – that would be Memorial Day Weekend for those of you who don’t live in the USA. I don’t know why… Read More »

Goodbye Ellen Raspberry

Goodbye Ellen Raspberry So many years ago, we were young and full of life, and now, well now, we’re old and our vigor has  drained away like the sand in the hourglass of life.  All we are left with are our memories. The road behind us is sunny and bright; the road ahead is dark and poorly lit.… Read More »