Phantasmal clouds wreathe the hills-- the sea, rough with foam breaking; seagulls encourage one another. From that dreamy mess she emerges: Poem of mine, you taste salty on my lips.…
Hey, friends. We're on the last week of the first half of the year. Wow! Here's an encouragement poem to help you recalibrate on your You-ness--feeling whole and worthy of all that is to come in the second half of the year.
"No one who achieves success does so without the help of others. The wise and confident acknowledge this help with gratitude." ~ Alfred North Whitehead. Thanks for reading. xoxo
I would be ever so grateful for any kind of support you may lend me as I follow in the shadows of those who have traveled this road before me. Thanks beforehand.
For all my friends who are still trying to understand why-- why all this foolishness about poetry. Hope it's a modest bit clearer now. *wink*
A sonnet and a short story about a beloved pet named Argos. Written for W3. Thanks for reading.
For today I've chosen to write for you a gogyohka. Please read deep into it and I hope you like it.
I'm so honored to have my prose poem published at The HOTEL of broken hearts today. Thanks so much. xo
Do you know what your Spiritual Animal is? Read here to take the quiz. This post is written for Tanka Tuesday's poetry prompt No.322, Enjoy.
A short poem with a nesting place at the lovely Masticadores USA. Thank you so much for having me. #masticadoresusa #poetry
Are animals acting like animals? Or are we acting like animals? Dunno. But it was fun writing this one.
A day in the life: “Life is never made unbearable by circumstances, but only by lack of meaning and purpose.”~ Viktor Frankl 💗 👏 💃🏼 🎶 ☔️ 🐦