Posted by: Juliann Budimir | January 10, 2018


I was suddenly on the wrong side of a Sinatra song, feeling all the ache of a tearjerker but without a voice to sing.  The worn-out wisdom of our tune had played its final note and left me lingering with scattered lyrics wet before my eyes.


Juliann Budimir, December, 2017.  All rights reserved.

Frank yes 1-9-2018

Posted by: Juliann Budimir | December 18, 2017

Ever Aflame


I crave you as the sea is wide
Where moonlit hues and dreams abide
Where poetry betwixt the tongue
Bewitches yours when nights are young


In effervescent dreams we roar
Soon longing leads to evermore
And linger we, where lovers swoon
Recline at dawn and sleep till noon


Together if we seek we find
Shared solitude in draughts of wine
And patience for the days ahead
That challenge our sweet wedding bed


The independence you proclaimed
Set fire to our waning flame
We pause to reach outside of time
I dream in vain that you are mine


Juliann Budimir, November 3, 2017.  All rights reserved.


Posted by: Juliann Budimir | June 16, 2017

The Spark

June 16 2017 - LC smile jacket tablecloth

You smiled at me with come hither lips
Delectable to me
The spark of song, the warmth of breath
Our perfect chemistry


You sang once of impromptu nights
With ouzo, bread, and wine
Immortalized, our love a hymn
As my own simple rhyme


With one more wish, and nights transformed
From musings into years
We’d share a life, I’d be your wife
And wipe away the tears


Yet art and love and poetry
Don’t seem to last for long
I’m left alone with words
And you our sacred song



Juliann Budimir, 2017.  All rights reserved.

Posted by: Juliann Budimir | June 12, 2017


In starlight sweet I kissed the face
That sang across the shores
A thousand songs of time and place
And heartbreak heretofore


It was a start that knew no end
Let’s not pretend it was your fault
As time slipped through my helpless palms
Like woeful, insufficient alms
I know my place, you want your space
We could have had it all


Your heart was deeper once than mine
When we threw away the key
It clinked, descending in the well
Where your eyes looked back at me
My palpitating heart knells
Like a tolling from beyond
Where wings ascend on memory
Where poets’ hearts are fond


We sing twin songs outside of time
Soon mind and soul transcend
The jester’s effervescent rhyme
And love portends we make amends


Juliann Budimir, 2017.  All rights reserved.


Posted by: Juliann Budimir | May 22, 2017



I swim into your eyes and realize
In fathoms deep memories weep,
And shadows searching for the sun outrun
The longing of an eternal sky 


I cling to thoughts from bygone years
Like long lost vagrancies and fears
The torture of our numbered days
We sense the end the final phase


I reach for hands no longer there
For arms’ embrace I now despair
The aching pulse of flesh is burned
Upon my mind which can discern


The lilting notes that soon belie
The dissipating shadows by.
I hear your song; you come to me
The handsome troubadour sets me free.



Juliann Budimir, 2017.  All rights reserved.

Posted by: Juliann Budimir | May 13, 2017

Bird on the Writer – Musings Inspired by Leonard Cohen

Inspiration comes in many forms, often from the spark of a charming muse.  Leonard Cohen is a very special muse for me.  Have you ever been inspired to write poetry or prose because of a Leonard Cohen song or picture?  If so, you might enjoy the Facebook group, Bird on the Writer – Musings Inspired by Leonard Cohen.  This is a group for positive souls and a place to share our poetry, prose, and musings that are inspired by Leonard Cohen.

The sound of words echoing on a page
Have I reached my Golden Age?
Reverberations of an unfinished truth
Fill me like a whispering youth
I am refreshed by the thought of your flesh
The poetry of your desire
The songs it inspires
Like lost memories
Dazzling vagrancies
Inspired by a man I never knew.

Yet, in your Hallelujah, I felt I knew you
Filling my mind with music and rhyme
It took your death to rediscover my poetry
Your fire sets me free.

Juliann Budimir, 2017.  All rights reserved.


Posted by: Juliann Budimir | April 20, 2017

Inspiration for my dear friend

She shines with the warmth of an afternoon in spring
Brings joy to life in great and little things
A college welcome was one we shared
As we, one weekend years ago, prepared
For adulthood unfurled before our eyes
My dear friend, I met her then, and soon I recognized
Her joy, her laugh, her intelligence and truth
Would last her far beyond collegiate songs
Our friendship would transcend our youth.

We have traveled far, she more than I, across the many years
But across the tapestry of time
Beyond geographies and climes
We retain glimmers of those smiles
Flashing memories of notes in class
And wines by the glass
So much to buoy away the tears.

To you, my dear friend!   
I want to sing so much more than a song in prose
To rally the promise of health renewed
Of joy returned to where it most belongs
My dear friend, I knew you then
I know you now
I know just how you will fight
Will muster every ounce of strength
Will go to every length
To sing again.

I know that when you run again, live again
In life unfurled by its wings
You will fly again
And I pray that the kaleidoscopic color
Of your soul will leap in fortnight’s form
That healing will marry your beauty without and within
That before too long, we will laugh across time and tears
Savor the friendship of our years
And cultivate the blessings of our lives.

Juliann Budimir
April 14, 2017

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Posted by: Juliann Budimir | April 17, 2017

For LC – April 17, 2017


I touch your lips in a forest of broken trees
Your honesty brings me to my knees
Can we outrun the storm
With words outworn?
We gather in solace as we please.


Juliann Budimir,
April 17, 2017

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LC winter trees

Posted by: Juliann Budimir | January 27, 2017

Parted Pair


I saw his smile through the trees
From the quiet of my room
Spread wide in the winter afternoon
The glint in his eye brought me to my knees

He didn’t know it on that day
The inspiration I would find
Amidst the corners of my mind
In the forest where he played

We shared syncopated starlight
In a zenith from afar
Wishing on a different star
In a divergent night

I long for shared solitude
That knows no bounds
Knows the richness of our sounds
More than an interlude


Juliann Budimir
January, 2017


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Posted by: Juliann Budimir | January 18, 2017

Fifty Red and Blue

We dreamed in fifty red and blue, and we were blue
Our goals were high but harder than we knew
To achieve from the harsh office glare,
To convince all the red that for us she was there.
When hot summer days turned to cool autumn nights,
We figured supporters would make things alright.
Together, we would continue the hope
Of a President and a place called Hope.

We dreamed in fiftyfold and 300 million strong
We had waited so long – What could possibly go wrong?
After forty-four men, it would now be our turn
A woman in the White House, one to discern
The endless, complex, and complicated pain
Of a world with a dissonant refrain
We would embrace the triumph of a sane victory
We would shun the oppression of autocracy

From Wellesley and Yale her gifts were innate
With a career that led to Secretary of State.
She triumphed for women and children, her cause
With or without fanfare and applause.
No matter the fate that her campaign received
She inspired us always to fiercely achieve
In the face of our unbearable ache
She rallied us all to never forsake
The eternal flame of our democratic ideals
We knew in our souls was undeniably real

The road to victory was our walk down the aisle
The first time in history we would represent the smile
Spreading out from east to west rising with the sun
We thought our work was done
As we settled into joy, every single resident,
At the thought of Madame President.

She danced there before on Inauguration night
Half of the pair that would set the nation right
But now was her time to take up the oath
Many were glad to be having them both
The ceiling had spoken, we broke through the cracks
Her legacy achieved since that dance to Fleetwood Mac.
Her vows and Bible ready for that January day
She shared our dreams of a historic Inauguration Day
With fifty states emblazoned on her dress
To represent the cares she would address

But the hope that spread out from her view of the Mall
Was blocked by the madman who wanted the wall
And Lincoln’s calm gaze, so steadfast and true
Stared back at the man who preferred his own view
Aloft from the tower he gilded with gold
That looked down on the people he discarded like mold

Our country, our people, our lives were at stake!
With a man who had said our election was fake
Assuming his place as the world’s greatest power
We longed for him to return to his tower
And for the Electoral College to cast
Their votes that reflected the popular task
Of installing a woman so keenly aware
Of the hacks and intent of a sick Russian bear

Our spirits were bludgeoned; we were torn apart
We all longed to mend the tear in our hearts.
Together we tried, tried, to dream in fiftyfold
And 300 million strong; the truth needs to be told.
We say to a man unfit to be POTUS
The most we will do is to call you our FAUXTUS

We will expose your incompetence, your prejudices, and your lies
Not accept the swath of your pen and all it belies.
With your harsh signature you threaten so much
We will not disappear under your frightening touch.
We will call from all fifty, from the red and the blue
To note the avarice, the pride and illegal things you do.

For it is never too late for dreamers who dare
To take back their country for those who will share
The ethics and righteous resolve to conspire
To uphold the United States before it expires!

Juliann Budimir, 2017.  All rights reserved.


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