This is a poem I wrote a few years back for my mother and her sisters. It's a bit of a ramble, but they all seemed to like it. My aunt Eleanore had a muskrat fur coat. My aunt Ruth had a skirt that revealed her knees. She wore it with platform shoes. They went … Continue reading The Flint Girls Go To A Fire
Continuing to celebrate poetry in April. . . One hundred dark-haired ladies in red silk kimonos twirl in the foggy sky between wakefulness and sleep, Swinging from each finger: one thousand origami cranes, a rainbow on each hand. In the cool silk moment they float before the sun burns through the mist. Delicate as balloons, … Continue reading Prayer for Peace
April is National Poetry Month! So here's one of my earlier pieces to celebrate the power of the Word. Words jingle in my ears like pennies in the pocket of my navy wool pea coat. When I was ten, one word would buy a licorice whip red or black or a thick block of Bazooka … Continue reading Just One
This summer I’ve been re-reading one of my favorite spiritual books, Why People Don’t Heal And How They Can, written by medical intuitive Caroline Myss, back in 1997. The book covers many topics, but the parts I relate to most strongly—as a cradle Catholic--are the parallels she draws between the seven Chakras and the seven Sacraments. I decided … Continue reading Law of Gravity
To finish off our National Poetry Month celebration, I offer a more recent creation of mine. Thanks for reading! I made that girl, but is she grateful? No. True, I drove her to the edge of consciousness dumped her on a shore peopled with past failures and traumas, to the lip of a river … Continue reading My Insomnia Gossips About Me Behind My Back
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. For My Mother and Other Collectors of Strays I want you to contradict me. When I shiver in my cavernous apartment complaining that autumn … Continue reading For My Mother and Other Collectors of Strays
Anderson Cooper came by my house to repair the busted slats on my back fence and to tell me I use too many ellipses in my writing. I told him I use ellipses because I like them!— but I told him not in a “I’ll do what I want” kind of way. I told … Continue reading Dot Dot Dot
This is a reprint of one of my most popular stories, a fun little mystery for October. Enjoy! Memorie is in a cozy pace, propped up with pillows and notebook, herbal tea and the most affectionate of her three cats at her right hip on the sofa next to her. She has arrived at this … Continue reading Memorie and the Coyote
I mentioned a couple weeks ago that I was dipping into Sleeping on the Wing by Kenneth Koch and Kate Farrell, an anthology of poetry and writing prompts written for children and teens. In a chapter on D.H. Lawrence, the authors note that Lawrence called his poems “acts of attention.” They prompt readers to give … Continue reading The Story of My Hydrangea Bush
Hi, there!! In case you haven't heard, April is National Poetry Month, so all month I've been posting original poems. Times being what they are, I've wanted to post poems that are fun and/or funny! This week's offering fits both categories well. Enjoy! The music is salty like dry roasted peanuts. I come downstairs … Continue reading Velvet Dress
