Dark and Deep
There were only two prompts for today's piece: "the woods are lovely, dark and deep" (a line from Robert Frost's Stopping byWoods on a Snowy Evening) and "Things Change, Even [...]
There were only two prompts for today's piece: "the woods are lovely, dark and deep" (a line from Robert Frost's Stopping byWoods on a Snowy Evening) and "Things Change, Even [...]
Annika, the Shoemaker’s Daughter Written with my Thursday writing group with the prompts: forbidden, midafternoon stop and go pattern, cracking into the present, escaping into the future, stared and waved, towels [...]
Because April is National Poetry Month, I’ve decided to share with you some ekphrastic poems I’ve written this past year. Ekphrastic poems are written about works of art, most often [...]
I wrote this poem nearly forty years ago, give or take a decade. But it’s April, National Poetry Month, and I thought I’d drag out a few old favorites of [...]
April is National Poetry Month, so I’ll be posting a few poems this season. Currently I spend more time writing prose stories instead of poems, so it’s been fun for [...]
I originally shared this post two years ago after an enjoyable trip to the coast. I consider it to be a wonderful Good Friday meditation. Last week I was generously [...]
On our first trip to Europe, some of us fell in love with Paris: the art, the architecture, the tiny cafes where you could sit drinking coffee and eating bread [...]
Allow me to share a parable my late friend Craig told me: Before we are born, we are hanging out on the astral planes, having fun with our friends. Then our [...]
I've been crazy busy these past weeks, so I'm going to treat us all to an old favorite, a rerun, this week. Enjoy! After midnight the day-old loaves of bread [...]
Written with the prompts: be able to answer that call, are we there yet?, shit no!, you are told what to think but, a faded newspaper picture, why they did what [...]