I stand with my chin resting on the brown-gray tweed of you,
The bright orange hat on my bald head slightly askew.
Damsels In Distress {A Poem}
The poetry has been gone from my heart for awhile now. I missed it, but couldn’t force the words to come. I…
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She Is Me ~ A Poem
She is Me I saw her in the mirror today With soft new wrinkles and hair of gray… Her eyes…
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A Poet on Publishing {Writing Life}
Writing poetry bends my soul as I place the words on the page. In that twisting way I ring the…
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I Wish I Knew {A Legacy Story & A Poem}
That’s me at Christmastime in 1963 wearing the black coat with the fake-fur trimmed collar – my smile is a…
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Fog – A Poem
Sometimes the morning wakes up wearing fog. On this day, it tugged at my heart, and a poem was born….
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I Ask ~ Writing Life Poem
In the midnight blue before the dawn – I ask. In the first glisten of day break – I ask….
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No Words Today ~ A Writing Life Poem
The words are hiding today. Except for these. No Words Today The words just aren’t coming today I’ve tried…
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