Strolling in moonlight or playing attunedPulsing in moments feeling mighty fineI on the solo flute, you the bassoon Double-blind and tone-deaf yet we align The bees hum about clover and sweet…
When you carry a story of hope and resilience in your heart, you want to share it with others.
First there wasnothingNothing to see That wasn'tof darkness Not your hand orthat of another Not your reflectionon the firmament.Not until therewas starlightCould you discernthe face of another*First there was nothingThen there was everything.…
Please join our friendly group of syllabic poetry enthusiasts where, ehem, I'm the host this week. This challenge closes on Monday, 10/21, at noon EST Detroit, USA.
About good books I've read and reviewed and one making its debut later this month. Can't wait to read and review it.
A double blessing. See my review of a fantastic book. Thank you, Masticadores USA.
Let me tell you about the town that raised me. New post Scheduled at Masticadores USA today.
Let’s take care of our planet. It’s the only home we have.
Specific Theme Child Of My Womb it is blisswhen you reach outto touch meand melt my heart—tense my thumbstill this moment—branch of my rib, I love you minutes flywhen I'm…
The girl needs a day off. Needs to be a child playing childish games. Let her.
Written after Stephen W. Buchanan's post, You Bet Your Life. If You Haven't Got A Sonnet, A Ha'Sonnet Will Do.