My mom used to say, “My ‘get up and go’ has got up and went.” I’m sure we all can relate to that a time or two. The surprising thing is that phrase was spoken by a lady who had 10 kids in 13 years, 2 horses, 2 cows, 2 dogs, several chickens, sometimes a …
I can’t say I’m passionate about poetry. I rarely read it. I most often don’t get it.. What I do get is the feeling that the author is trying to communicate something and I just want to say “Out with it, already!’ Except my Dad’s poetry. He was a master of the Poetic form AABB, …
Sitting cross-legged on my office floor digging through 20+ years of journals I was confronted with some awful realizations. I listen to lots of podcasts and audio books and that morning while chasing dog hair around my house with the vacuum cleaner I heard a speaker say she was an avid journal writer. She …
Listen. An other worldly warble is carried on the wind. Then another joins it. Then too many echo back until it’s impossible to differentiate numbers. My eyes scan the skies, struggling to separate living form from light, struggling to identify the source of the call. Listen. It comes again and this time I can see …
Stuck I’ve been stuck everywhere – in snow, in mud, in sand. I’ve been rendered immovable by ice, by tree roots, by water. I’ve been stuck alone, with friends and family, and in crowds. I’ve been stuck in cars, in rubber boots, in boats and oddly enough in dresses (which actually wins the award for …
