Thank you, my friends, who’ve reached out with encouragement and empathy during this very hard time of dealing with my dad’s decline. Yesterday it was one of the longest days in my life, I think, but hopefully it will get better bit by bit from here. The good news is,
Hi! Forget what I said yesterday about Poem Share. TODAY’s the day that Michelle Schaub is sharing a video of me reading one of my poems in her Poem Share series. Here’s where you can find Poem Share, and be sure to check out lots of nifty videos. Thanks, Michelle,
I’m in a little disarray, but I think today is the day that the fabulous Michelle Schaub is sharing a poem video from me in her awesome series, Poem Share. And even if it’s not my day, check out whatever wonderful things she is sharing! 🙂 Now, my skinny. Gosh,
Yesterday’s poem about stitches made me think of my mom. She was a passionate quilter. Lots of rustic ones, occasional fancy ones, a few tied ones. We have about 20. After retirement, her Quilt Guild (I didn’t even know there was such a thing) was such a joy for her.
Today’s skinny poem topic is stitches–for no particular reason! But I thought of my mom, quilting, and also of a doctor stitching up a cut. And more ways stitches join things together. So… here’s today’s poem. Thanks for reading, and if you want to see more of my National Poetry
Welcome, and happy Poetry Friday! (Wondering what Poetry Friday is? Click here.) I’m so happy you’ve dropped by. Whether you’re a regular participant in the Poetry Friday world, or you ended up here from a search or a link, please know that we’re a welcoming community! Read, comment, think, share,
I’m sharing an unexpected poem today. This past year has been a lot, with family crises every time we turn around. We’re helping out where and when we can, but most of the crises are bigger than we are. I wrote a first draft of this poem and a few
Well, if you’ve been following along, you’ve seen that Oregon was just amazing. And suddenly, it was time to leave. I have no photos of the leaving. That’s always the hard part of a trip, even when I’m maybe ready to get back home and back to my routines. Even
In Oregon and northern California, Randy and I spent a couple of days driving up the coast. Wow. It’s hard to capture in photos, because it’s mostly NOT (thank goodness) crazy high cliffside views. It’s forests and curvy roads with occasional bursts of blue water, waves, sky, and nifty offshore
One spot we visited during our Oregon trip was Yaquina Head Lighthouse. Perched on top of a cliff looking out over the Pacific, it’s a beautiful, simple, elegant structure. We checked out the lighthouse, watched swarms of nesting seabirds floating on the ocean, watched seals sunning and playing below on
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