Wild ThingsI planted milkweed seeds over a year agonot knowing it would take almost as much timefor the tiny plants to flourish. I learned patience,such as it is in my impatient nature. Late in the fallthe tiny plants began to … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 day 21
Nights on the MidwayBorn in a haunting of rhythm and steelA wild lingering skyI wake up there with youRemember a dazzlingand a salty fever on my heart It’s getting harder every day to come up with a poem! I don’t/can’t … Continue reading Napowrimo 2022 day 18
Tea x 2As he raised the tea cup to his lipsI thought how incongruous it lookedin his weatherbeaten hand, fragilevessel dotted with roses & ivyand a handle too small for his finger.But, oh, how gently he cradled itin his palm, … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 day 17
I am a sucker for lush language and vivid visuals (and alliteration, lol!) in storytelling. But too much of a good thing can be a distraction. The creative nonfiction stories I bring you today have these two elements in common … Continue reading Favorite Creative Nonfiction 1st quarter 2022
ParheliaHalos and sundogsBurst the light we seeDarkest reds, deepest violetsSomething breaking everythingIn between refraction, reflectionA wave, a boundary, a thin veilOf cirrus clouds sometimes present,Usually blueOutside the sunA shaft of light developesSlowly fallingThrough the air Again today I combined prompts … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 day 11
What it WasIt was how his hair matchedthe golden grain in the fieldshe tended, tenderly with work-roughened hands,focused with a singular vision,so much the same as he tendedme.It was his work ethic, passeddown by generations,that farming was a high calling, … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 day 10
Beauty or BeastVegetables sit in a shaft of sunlighton the kitchen table waitingfor the prick of a knife or an appreciative eye. Isn’t that justlike Life? It’s been a busy day, so far. I participated in a writing workshop facilitated … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 day 9
A Moment of Regret, ForgottenHe left her at the quaysidein a gloaming Sunday in May,gazing across the River Tyneat The Black Middens, visions of tearing flesh, crashing bones, and the freezing North Sea as cold as his stone heartOh well. … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 8
Moving DayYou held the key to my heartfor a timeIt’s trite but trueI was a cliche -a red convertible on the PCHa drunken tourist on Bourbon Streeta country come to town in NYCCliches are created by shared experiencesWe shared nothing … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 7
Too Close, Too Far AwayA strange bed sets a fluid stage, transposedin reflected lightof oranges and goldsheat lightning disappearslike confronted ghosts frightenedof a full stareYou brought me to this placethat was only a mirage in my mindA shimmer behind cloudsNow … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 6
