I’m surrounded, the old woman sighed, by unexpected experiences, far and wide Not only is my dear cat sickbut my kitchen drain is oh so thickClogged like mud in a bog with sounds reminiscent of a large bull frog To make matters worse, I must declareMy husband’s curses, he doesn’t spareNo more damned expenses, he…
What I Value Most in My Friends
You are sincereA person who is trustworthyYou have perspectiveA person who can see a bigger picture You are decentA person who values kindness and generosityYou are honestA person who speaks the truth as you see itYou have a good sense of humor A person who doesn’t take life, yourself, or me too seriously You are…
Poem: My Grandmother’s Heart
My Grandmother’s heartSo full of life, wisdom, powerHelping her family, community, herselfLive better, push past barriers, honor connectionsEncouraging engagement, hope, and fullnessMy Grandmother’s heartSo full, wise, and powerfulFlows into our present time To reach and teach meHow to live a meaningful life
Poem: The Door Stop and the Flower Vase
I wish I were you, the flower vasesaid to the door stop. You have an immediate function, no doubt about it, while I have to wait and see if anyone will use me for what I’m meant to do.You are used daily – sometimes hourly – and you must feel important to have such a…
Poem: Enveloped in Green
As I wander through the groveGreen leaves shine on every treeHobbit, Gollum, and Skinny Fingers jade stand tall Montrose and Prickly Pear cacti stretch their arms wideUp hops a grasshopperTwo or three lizards lounge nearby I half-expect to see a leprechaun pop up with a shamrock in handPeter Pan fly by in his green garb…
Poem: The Bentwood Rocker
The bentwood rocker is brown with ageIts thin wooden arms where human arms have rested is lighter than the rest of the wood. The back has five wooden rungsThe seat is woven rushThe chair is sturdy enough to hold a grown manBut more comfortable for a small womanThe rockers have just the right amount of…
Poem for Today: The Need to be Free
Today, the prompt for my poetry challenge was to write a rhyming poem. Here is my offering. Today, I rested by a gurgling brookpleased to discover a moss-covered nookI breathed in the air so crisp and clean happy to be enveloped in a sea of greenIn the water, I heard a swishsoon I spied a…
Steven King: The Truth Behind the Legend
Below is my humble attempt to answer today’s poetry prompt: Write a tall tale. After Steven King’s mother, a fallen fairy, got mixed up with a rambling warlock, Steven came into the world with a pair of oversized fairy wings. These enable him to travel to both light and very dark places. While still a…
Coffee Contemplation
Sitting at the kitchen tableMy coffee cup in handI find myself musingAbout the nature of manNot man, the male of our speciesBut man – short for humanMy coffee is cream-coloredBut originally was blackLike our African forebears, the origin of our kindThen other colors came about, each equally unique Until those with the most possessionsDecided their…
Poem: Strange Tooth in Pie
The quote, “Strange Tooth in a pie. Purchaser Indignant”Came from the Washington Times, July 6, 1907I think we’d all like to think that an unsavory discoverylike a “strange tooth” appearing in foodis relegated to the distant pastwhen sanitation and health department standardswere not as high as todayUnfortunately, just a few years backTwo friends of ours…
20 Minutes a Day 