Author Archives: Rasma R

About Rasma R

I live in Riga, Latvia. I was born in N.Y.C. Love to write articles and poetry. Instruct people in the English language. Live in the suburbs with my husband Martin and my wonderful cat Sid. I love rock and roll, cooking, reading, poetry and traveling.

Autumn Song

Autumn comes with magical colors, everywhere we look, leaves of red, orange, yellow and brown – crunching leaves beneath our feet.   Orange pumpkins by the roadside, soon will wear their Halloween smiles, piles of colored leaves, making fun for … Continue reading

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Dancing in the Dark

Just you and me, he whispered so close, just you and me – in a world of love and romance. He gave her roses, with the scent of the sweetest perfume, a glittering bauble or two, but she said – … Continue reading

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As the Weather Gets Colder

The weather is getting colder, the winds much bolder, as swirling leaves go dancing by, I reach for your hand so warm. Love knows no seasons, but it is ever so much warmer, when you need to cuddle – to … Continue reading

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Only Words of Love

Silently sitting and dreaming, in the purple twilight, I think of our love and all the years together that have flown.   I could sing you a song, of love so very true, but I’d sound crazier – than June … Continue reading

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Night Comes Riding In

As the curtain of night falls, come the sounds of voices, from far away – biding one another good-night till the morning light. The road is quiet and still, stretching past houses and fields, even the river now flowing much … Continue reading

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Sad Goodbyes

The morning came, with the plop of rain falling down. There was silence from the window, only the raindrops like tears coursing down and I missed the bird choruses so. Now my apple tree stands empty, offering the last apples. … Continue reading

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With Only One Hello

Their love began, with only one hello, one sparkling smile and Cupid’s arrow. It was an ordinary day, the sun was in the sky and long afterwards – she’d be wondering why. Why was it that his hello, made it … Continue reading

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