Pacing and Retracing My Words and My Steps (poem w/audio)

Pacing and Retracing My Words and My Steps When not sitting still long enough to write I find myself pacing and retracing my steps. A purposeful stride while I walk and recite – hearing the words, my words, as I read aloud. Listening to the sounds that slice the silence with their rhythm, pace, and …

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A Forgotten Field and A Poet’s Curse

Poet’s Curse What a gift it is to view this world through a poet’s lens, to feel the morning wind, and then spend the afternoon penning just the right words to describe the windy lines. Stealing an hour to describe a sensation that blew away. Never being able to turn off the thoughts seeping through …

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The Seen and Unseen that Moves all Things

Love is the theme this week. Not just the romantic connection felt between two, but the mysterious force that moves all things into being. The rhythm of life, everywhere can be seen from the tiniest seeds, to the tallest of trees from the deepest depths, to the highest peak The invisible and pulsing omnipotent force …

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An Answered Prayer, Just in Time

My last two Saturday poems have focused on a subject that has hijacked every facet of our lives, and sadly, the lives of many. Even as we are isolating, the constant information and the virus itself, seem impossible to escape, however, healthy escapes are what we need. I hope you are finding those escapes. I …

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Making a Difference During this Fragmented Existence

Like everyone, I am over this virus business and want so much to move along, but I fear, in the U.S., we may be at the start of what is not a sprint, but a marathon. Because writing helps me process life and keep a level head, I once again find myself sharing words that …

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Two Transpiring Paradigms

Tried hard, I did, to push these thoughts aside. I started writing a humorous story about a runaway van, that was sure to get at least one laugh, but the grocery lines are long and the lines that follow this paragraph kept interrupting my funny story with their demands. A war of ideas waged. Funny …

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