https://youtu.be/1HHDvYNbZ9U Yesterday I did not journal. After early coffee and breakfast, I hit the ground running with work, both at home, zooming, and on sites, and went grocery shopping. When the day ended I watched some “Outlander” and went to bed early. Out And About Must admit, it was nice to get out and driveContinueContinue reading “Day 17: New Normal”
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Poem: Cut Out
Cut Out A woman travels far to find out who she is Today I am paper cut into a snowflake pasted on a dark blue page Rain scratches through a nearby grove It is you, crossing the room to grab your keys Cold air makes my nose run Words make my eyes water Shivers shakeContinueContinue reading “Poem: Cut Out”
Poem: Tempest
Miranda, the Tempest, 1916by John William WaterhouseThis morning the sky changed. Wind from a differentdirection cast surprise upon and stirred up curiosityTrees above sway to the song of Fall, make for a lovely dance to sing toBelow, wind combs threw underbrush, grabs the recently fallen,blows them into whirlwindsNorthern Gale, breathe on me, release from me deadContinueContinue reading “Poem: Tempest”
Winter Prayer
This morning the sky changed. The wind came from a different direction than what I was used to, catching me by surprise and creating a sense of curiosity within me. The trees I walked under moved and swayed to the song of the wind, making for a lovely dance. The wind combed threw the branchesContinueContinue reading “Winter Prayer”
Poetry: Winter Prayer
This morning the sky changed. The wind came from a different direction than what I was used to, catching me by surprise and creating a sense of curiosity within me. The trees I walked under moved and swayed to the song of the wind, making for a lovely dance. The wind combed threw the branchesContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Winter Prayer”
Poetry: September Wind
Remember the old days around a camp fire when each person took turns adding to the story? Well, what if two friends did the same thing but in the form of a poem? My island friend Peter and I did just that over the past five days. The results? Read for yourself: S: The windContinueContinue reading “Poetry: September Wind”
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