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Writing is like quilting, has been a metaphor for piecing together bits of personal history & transforming them into a vibrant reflection of the woman she today.

Denise Boucher

May 31, 20201 min read

Window

Windows wide and tall round and small. Old and drafty, cool and crafty. Spotted with dirt clouding the hurt. Panes of glass hardened like...

Denise Boucher

May 10, 20201 min read

Mother

With great joy and pain she brings forth life. A beacon of light. The one who bares her family’s plight. Likened to a willow tree she is...

Denise Boucher

May 6, 20202 min read

May 2

The occupied space deep in the caverns of my heart. Rhythms swell at the base. Hidden are the sorrows patiently waiting for your return....

Denise Boucher

Apr 8, 20201 min read

When It Happened

It was gradual. Maybe not. It could have been from the start. It’s somewhat of a blur. Just know; had hope, had love, had patience; Never...

Denise Boucher

Apr 1, 20201 min read

Six Feet Away

From a distant land a murmur began. So far away, to give a damn. Surprise, surprise upon these shores, the unwanted arrives. Our deepest...

Denise Boucher

Mar 27, 20201 min read

The Words In Red

The words in red, oh so eloquent, most today, think not so relevant. To me, they are extraordinarily excellent. The words in red, my...

Denise Boucher

Mar 6, 20201 min read

Ashes

Remembering from whence we came, considering a time when there was no shame— one decision changed the game. Now here is where the shift...

Denise Boucher

Feb 25, 20202 min read

Pepere

The man with the overalls and Choo-Choo Charlie hat— he was big and strong, but I wouldn’t say fat. A navy sailor he was, arms like...

Denise Boucher

Feb 13, 20201 min read

Valentine

Sweet valentine, love of mine, take my heart as a sign, devotion to you and you alone, a deep commitment my soul has sewn. My love will...

Denise Boucher

Feb 8, 20201 min read

Pet Heaven

I don’t know for sure if there is such a place, but I can’t imagine a perfect God full of grace would ever let our pets leave this earth...

Denise Boucher

Feb 7, 20201 min read

Spanky

It was a day of celebration when Dad turned seventy. Hubby came home unexpectedly. Much to our surprise, from inside his truck, out came...

Denise Boucher

Jan 30, 20201 min read

One More

The days that follow. Life as you know it; abruptly stops. The cataclysmic collide of now and no more. No more calls. No more visits. No...

Denise Boucher

Jan 24, 20201 min read

Rescue

When your heart feels like it’s gone off the deep end and you’re in desperate need of a true friend, there is One who calls you friend....

Denise Boucher

Dec 31, 20191 min read

Finding In The Fast

Denying one’s appetite, preparing an altar by candlelight, emptying this vessel of mine, seeking wisdom for such a time— this mountain I...

Denise Boucher

Dec 24, 20191 min read

Ashes

Remembering from whence we came, considering a time when there was no shame— one decision changed the game. Now here is where the shift...

Denise Boucher

Dec 17, 20191 min read

Noel

Noel Sweet vine, the root of Jesse so divine. A brilliant Star was for a sign. Prepare ye , Prepare ye make room for what will be....

Denise Boucher

Dec 10, 20191 min read

Good Grief

I wouldn’t call us friends. Yet at times, I want you to stay; at least for a little while. I‘m afraid ... If you go, I’ll forget. I never...

Denise Boucher

Dec 4, 20191 min read

Snow Squall

Snow Squall The temperature outside was frigid to say the least. The threat of snow was coming to the Northeast. Talk of a squall was...

Denise Boucher

Nov 28, 20192 min read

It Is Time

It Is Time Oh, time, where did you go? I find myself fretting to and fro, searching for that special place where my heart can see your...

Denise Boucher

Nov 23, 20192 min read

Traditions

Traditions We all have them. From our roots is where they stem. Some purposely forgotten, others meticulously kept like a well-tended...