Tribute to My Colleagues—Inge Wesdijk—The Netherlands and Jack Horne—England

What to joy to share Whispers with my talented colleagues.  Jack and Inge enhanced our online journal’s experience and allowed us more time to share the gift of writing with others. Both, experienced writers, provided a diversity and crossed borders to expand our journal’s horizons. Their willingness to share their light has been a blessing in my life.

I chose a poem from each of them below.  Please stop by and thank them for the hours and hours they put into Whispers. Thank you so much Inge and Jack for the experience of working with you.

Blessings and best wishes,

Karen

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Delicate Dreams

By Inge Wesdijk

In the upper drawer

of my small cabinet

I stored them, safely

Afraid otherwise

they might get lost

When times are tough,

my secret cache opens

and I cherish myself

by the warm compassion

of my delicate dreams

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Hospital Cafe:

By Jack Horne

Sorrow sat at this table;

tears dripped down onto it

from eyes too blurred to see,

as trembling fingers fumbled 

with a bereavement booklet,

and pale lips sipped tea

that tasted only of loneliness.

Those at other tables turned away

fearing sorrow should sit with them...

...next.

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