Read at your own risk: This nightmare is still roaming the universe. Please try not to catch it. Halloween scare.
When the seams start tearing away, it's time to tarry awhile in curiosity. So cut yourself some slack-- pause and get curious about something besides work.
A Parody, or not-- anyone? Come see what I got for you today on Day 26 of NaPoWriMo.
We're nearing the end of April, the end of poetry month. I'm feeling sad already. Thanks for reading my words. I will never know all the voices that stayed long enough for me to jot things down-- all those voices that spoke through me this month already. But somewhere in the words that precede me, I know that at least one voice carried my soul. And I hope at least one squeezed your heart. Let me know which one, please. Here's my confession:
Did you ever own a pair of knee-high socks with pompoms? Did you ever wear them with the pompoms rubbing on the inside of your knees? How did you walk then? That's the poem I present you today. Hope you enjoy it AND the announcement. Let me know.
Having some great fun. Poets on holiday today. FriYAY!
A very short humorous poem that asked to be told today. Enjoy
Given into the serenity, I got caught in a desire to investigate-- my human foible. Glad I did for the carp's folly gifted me a smile and a memory that I recount to you in this string of senryu poems. Enjoy.
I was blessed to raise two little boys who are now in their twenties. I don’t do much mother-ing anymore, but the fact that I’m still a mother qualifies me to write to tell you about the greatest joy I know. I hope that by the end of the post, you come to appreciate the analogy I make, or at best, you come to understand the beauty of something I so ardently recommend. Enjoy.
"March is a tomboy with tousled hair,a mischievous smile, mud on her shoes, and a laugh in her voice." ~ Hal Borland "No winter lasts forever, says Hal, "no spring…
You shouldn't overlook the multitude of physical health benefits of laughter. Here's a reminder of how laughter is a signal that serves a social function. It attracts, helps us form human connections, and brings soul-soothing satisfaction.
I was an avid sleeper until the hormonal imbalance of pregnancy changed me. In this humor piece on parenting advice, I want to tell you how it took me 19 years to reclaim my good sleep pattern. Find memes and serious articles on how to balance the scales on the miracle that is parenting. I'm rooting for you.