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Day 53: Thinking to Much

https://youtu.be/CCxXDaadSx8 Shower Thoughts: If you were invisible, you’d be effectively blind since light would pass through your retina rather than striking it. This morning I am writing from my bed-desk. I’m thinking about the parts of me that need a shower and weighing that against the effort to leave my warm bed.  The bedroom windowContinueContinue reading “Day 53: Thinking to Much”

Day 38: Raw Poetry

https://youtu.be/sJ-0XV9SRZU Northwest Washington is experiencing some rain this week.  Most of us are well equipped for walking in the rain, but if you can find a sunshine break to get in a mile or more of a walk it is perfect! The monthly poetry discussion group I’ve been apart of since October 2015 is meetingContinueContinue reading “Day 38: Raw Poetry”

Day 20: High Expectations

https://youtu.be/unUgnjJUV_Y Happy to report, a voice inside my head has been quieted.  It wanted me to achieve an unreasonable amount of success during the lockdown.  It told me how easy it was to work from home, finish my short stories, loose weight, eat better, get more exercise, clean every inch of my apartment and growContinueContinue reading “Day 20: High Expectations”

Poem: Tuesday

Happy is the heart That thinks on love Measuring the value of emotion Feeling the presence of its girth Your worth to me is more than flesh. Consideration, admiration of the thrusting in this world Carefully selected conversations meant to keep me a gentle-lady If you come through the door And bring an offering ItContinueContinue reading “Poem: Tuesday”

Poem: Girl Chases Hat

Late night keys dangle in the wind clouds move along the sky river wind swirls low to pick up anything not tied down, not held down   There goes her hat!   The thing that will keep her warm tonight stomped by feet of shoppers, rejected as trash her hat, made for one head. Rain wetsContinueContinue reading “Poem: Girl Chases Hat”

Poem: Graduation

GraduationThe average person gets 432 haircuts in their lifetimeFor you I wonder- too many, or not enoughRegardless, you will not like most of themEvery seven years your skin is completely renewedFrom scalp to toes, a new birthday suit is knittedYou will use at least 150 toothbrushesfrom baby teeth to wisdoms,and swallow just as many spidersorContinueContinue reading “Poem: Graduation”

Poetry: Whispers

My ears itched the other dayvoices caught up with metraveling the speed of windwords skip across time like stonessidarmed into ripplesa beach full of onlookersfeet crunch atop the pebblescasting a stoneplanting a seedgrowing a flowerpulling a weedkarma may be as gardenstended by the faithfulproducing understandingcatching up to us all gifts in hand***

Poetry: Moon Dial

MOON DIAL The moon speaks to me through my window slit, curtain and blinds open just enough for fresh air to relieve me in the night      The moon speaks to me announcing it is 3 o’clock      it chatters away for 20 minutes about plans, loves, problems, recipes      Please beContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Moon Dial”

Village Books Poetry Group: P.I.P.

VBPG site title photo artist DONA REED:Hand-pulled Relief Print, “Squabbling Ravens” Please visit her site: http://www.rainshadow-arts.comVillage Books Poetry Group is a fine place to bring in a PIP = poem in progress.  Last Thursday I shared this new poem “PEW” with my group.  One line in the poem started an interesting conversation.  The line is  “MidContinueContinue reading “Village Books Poetry Group: P.I.P.”