in time of

In memory of my beloved friend Mike, 1954-2018


in time of daffodils (who know
the goal of living is to grow)
forgetting why, remember how

in time of lilacs who proclaim
the aim of waking is to dream,
remember so (forgetting seem)

in time of roses (who amaze
our now and here with paradise)
forgetting if, remember yes

in time of all sweet things beyond
whatever mind may comprehend,
remember seek (forgetting find)

and in a mystery to be
(when time from time shall set us free)
forgetting me, remember me.


e.e. cummings


The mighty Forego, Mike’s favorite horse


Author: Camryn Darkstone

After more than two decades exploring 3D virtual worlds and their possibilities for relationship and self expression, Camryn Darkstone is leading a life of quiet contentment, building and landscaping for Littlefield Grid with occasional projects in Second Life. Camryn has been active in online communities since the early 1980s, and, under other names, has written extensively about the ways that people relate to one another on the internet. Since 2009 Camryn has enjoyed a loving, consensual D/s relationship as submissive to Walter Balazic in both the virtual world and the "real" world.

One thought on “in time of”

  1. in darkness, love cries out
    all night it grows, the wall of flowers,
    a thousand names, ten thousand,
    a blockade against the dark.
    glowing under the moon and stars.
    the moon and stars that remain in the sky when day comes,

    invisible, they do not disappear.
    offering their proof
    the lost will not be lost.

    we hold them close.

    we will form a circle of millions around them.
    our dead, our wounded, our witnesses, our families,
    we will not surrender how we love.
    we will not surrender those we love.

    we will not surrender them
    to the dark.

    we will starve the dark.
    give it

    we are love’s lamentation, love’s consolation,
    our love reaches every corner of the world
    we know hope is not a luxury.

    what we give
    cannot be taken from us.

    feel how you are needed

    let love answer.

    by Anne Michaels, April 2018

    In Grief we are never alone.

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