Ordinarily, I like to shop in person
Pick my own potatoes, pasta and peas.
Finding culinary delights adds to the fun
I fill my cart, happy with my shopping deeds. Continue reading
Poetry
Bare Branches
The beauty, the splendor of bare branches is
sometimes missed by its seeming simplicity.
Each limb holds its own grace and strength,
and yet the union of each to one single trunk
magnifies and signifies the greatness of ONE. Continue reading
Ode to the Hummer
If It Didn’t Sound So Crazy…
IF IT DIDN’T SOUND SO CRAZY, I’D WRITE a story about a mermaid and a farmer.
IF IT DIDN’T SOUND SO CRAZY, I’D WRITE an essay on a magical moving pen.
IF IT DIDN’T SOUND SO CRAZY, I’D WRITE a book about a ghost with a moving murmur.
IF IT DIDN’T SOUND SO CRAZY, I’D WRITE a tale about a wolf and a wren who share a den. Continue reading
THE CREATIVE
We need to be sensible, we’re told,
yet if we forgo the sensitive, our poems won’t unfold. Continue reading
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