Notch by Notch
Release
Jagged edge
Cut like a knife
glint of silver
bouncing light
A body in motion
will remain in motion
until it is no longer in motion
It’s my Dad’s birthday today, the first since he passed away. We had a big birthday party for him in 2006, my sister S made t-shirts for it that we all wore. We planned the party after we first discovered that our Dad’s cancer was advanced and incurable. He survived for three more years. Mom,…
Day 2 in New York – Part 2 In the afternoon of my second day in New York, Lain and I went to the High Line. It’s an old rail road line converted into green space to stroll through above the streets on the west side of Manhattan. That’s Lain to the lower right and some…
I came home from work yesterday and crumbled into a boneless heap. So I’ll have to share the story I was going to create about Wild Women (yesterday’s post) tomorrow. (I’m being optimistic that today will be a better day)
Only 24 more poems to go before Poetry Month ends. This is fun but time consuming. But maybe I’m learning some discipline that I can incorporate into my other writing. Bigger miracles have happened. I super enjoyed reading the post “Writing Without Rituals” on the Word Whores blog. The post is very meaningfilled for those of us with…
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Awwwww, as Dorothy so eloquently stated, “there’s no place like home.”
Your chickies are growin’! What a marvelous mosaic!
Have a beautifully blessed day sweetie!!! :o)
you’re poem-ing again. I love the lines “box of chirps” and “dash and dump”
Perfect: )
I was able to picture the whole thing…just from what you wrote. 🙂 Well done, Maery.