I came down with some sort of sinus, achy, exhausted thing on Christmas Day and have been laying low. Fortunately, I did get out on Christmas Eve and got to enjoy homemade pasta, beer and cheesecake with good company to boot. Eccellente! I also got in a few pleasant walks with the Brew Babes before…
The Last Nice Day Or so I hear I walk off miles of anxious While geese gather Like thoughts Honking loudly Is it safe? Should we land? Is this a good spot? Do I know you? The sun rises and sets Rivers flow Dogs smile Leaves turn And then fall There are cycles There are…
“The moon is dark tonight, a new moon for a new year. It is hollow and hungers to be full. It is the black zero of beginning.” – from”Head of the Year” by Marge Piercy – Yes, it’s a new year but I have the same old morning ritual as always… Make coffee. Grab…
It’s my birth father’s birthday today. He died over two years ago. I decided to try and make today’s poem about him, even though it’s been two years since he died and I’ve already written several poems and posts about him, including: Happy Father’s Day Dad’s Birthday Poem First Birthday Without A Cowboy Poem Horse…
Last Friday I met with Lynn and Sue to visit and spend some time writing. Afterwards, Lynn and I went to a couple shops. I bought this great purse at Krista Artista in the store’s red and green boutique area. Part of the proceeds from items that sell in that area of the shop…
As I sat getting my hair trimmed at the salon and “Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer” boomed through the sound system, I thought of poor Rudolph and how no one let him join in any reindeer games…
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I love the poem Maery…and the look on the chicks face is adorable, a cutie.
Oh the chick are so cute 🙂
You are a poet my friend. I love the fluffy little peepers!!! Cute!
God bless ya sweetie!!! :o)