My Mother’s Orange Tree
Once again, allow me to share one of my favorite family stories. . . On December 7th, 1941, my mother was at her friend Louise’s house. They were picking the [...]
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Dec, 2024
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Oct, 2022
In The Grip
Written with the prompts: springtime, accepting limits but pushing for more, wonder about the ivy, there is always a little girl standing in the corner just staring, Maddie in the [...]
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Jul, 2022
Fur Slippers
Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: Evelyn was three years older, bingo, when the killing began, felt kinda sorry for her, dance with your eyes closed, brown [...]
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Jul, 2021
Happy Fourth of July!
I pray and affirm that the people of our country are compassionate and kind. We believe in fairness, democracy, and freedom for all. We are willing to work hard to [...]
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May, 2021
In the Wine Garden
Written with my Thursday night writing group with the prompts: empty journal, her lips tasted like wine, no one ever noticed her, she was just there, 16 years gone to hell, [...]
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Apr, 2021
Life on the Flood Plain
Another original poem for National Poetry Month! This week's offering is a tale of my California childhood, back when the rain was plentiful enough that we'd often watch the winter [...]
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Apr, 2021
For My Mother and Other Collectors of Strays
April is National Poetry Month! I've dug down deep for this one, written for my Mom at least 30 years ago when she was the age that I am now. [...]
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Apr, 2021
Easter Greetings/Pandemic Edition
I think I can say without fear of contradiction that this has been a weird year. And hey!--suddenly, it's Easter again. It feels rather surreal. Like many people, I have [...]
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Mar, 2021
Immigrant
i Blades not sharp or brutal but tender and yielding to the weight of my bare feet sprout on this thin layer of soil that hugs the Donegal coast. I [...]
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Feb, 2021
Alive in the Moment
Alive in the Moment Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: urge to be alive in the moment, sound of waves lapping around the house, whipping like an energetic [...]