What is the place that has grabbed you and never lets go? I got weak- knee-d gobsmacked like I always do when I drove north from Santa Fe just up beyond Tesuque when the red dirt, blue sky world expands …
Category: dream,
NaPoWriMo
Welcome to National Poetry Month. It is also National Sexual Abuse Awareness month, April Fool's Day, my friend's birthday and a full blue moon. Participating in NaPoWriMo is doing one a day, like vitamins. I already missed April 1st. I'll …
Don’t Wait for the Bell
I was an education assistant, not a bad job but I am bad at routine. Some people thrive. I watched the clock, counted the days to the weekend and the weeks to a long weekend and to the next vacation. …
Bee Here Now
I'm jealous of bees. Everyday they wake-up driven by a sense of purpose and really important work to do. They belong to a network that supports every move they make. I am 58...still wondering. #1 They make honey. #2 In …
The Attempted Domestication of Feral Kittens
I am starting a series of poems titled "The Attempted Domestication of Feral Kittens." People think the title is too long but I like it because it flips the bird to being told that you need to fit into someones …
Rumbles in Wonderland
The crows and seagulls on the roof on the van made enough noise that I thought I was having my own Alice In Wonderland moment. Wake up in an alternative universe where birds are as big as people. What else …
Saving the World
Maybe the world will be saved in unexpected and quiet ways. You only have to say that you suffer from anxiety and everyone will jump in with a ME TOO that rivals the other ME TOO thing. Given what we …
Muggles and Magical Thinking
I could start a whole new genre called WISHFUL THINKING. Though my personal dream world exists in a stupendous- imaginarium- alternative- successful-universe, my manuscript is not keeping up with the fantasy. I got my first draft of my first novel back …
“to hear the whisper of luck…”
Do you have a bucket list? I've been excavating through my brother's belongings. He passed away recently. The material remnants of a life left in a couple of duffle bags is a strangely intimate way to catch up and know …
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