Lifting the Fog by Charles Schilling Here I am. Here I lie. Here I stay, And here I’ll die Here I dwell Here I hold; Here I live Or so I am told. Here I think. Here I’ll call. Here I’ll stand, And here I’ll fall. Here in the quiet I can think. In this …
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“We Deserve to Dream” (dance inspiration)
It is a writer’s nature to think. They can create and save worlds with their thinking. Sometimes writers must save themselves from thinking it over and under and every other way their mind can bend. A story with no end. Always playing a game of mental ping-pong – bounce smack, bounce smack. The game goes …
A Pitter-Patter brought Peace
A pitter-patter on the rooftop did rouse me from sleep during early Christmas Eve. Too early for Santa, that much I knew, but beyond that I did not have a clue. I did not rise to see what was the matter, I just listened a bit longer… rain was the sound I heard… a sound …
Last Night the Rain Spoke to Me (poetry recitation)
https://videopress.com/v/ibBJste1?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata Poet, Mary Oliver Mary Oliver wrote so many beautiful poems, selecting only one for a Saturday recitation was no easy task. I am most familiar with her poem, "The Journey," however, I enjoy the experience and challenge of learning a new poem a few days before a blog post. My recitation selection, "Last Night …
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A sky painted the colors of love (flash fiction)
We kept watching the mesmerizing sky. Millions of emerald slivers were suspended above us, spinning and swirling. He and I, each dreaming our own private dreams. I thought about how I would never forget this moment and how it might be the highlight of my time in Alaska. I was happy to be here, …
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Hope Full (poem and dance)
Gifted with fabric and thread, she wasn’t just weaving material into museum-worthy displays, she was weaving a life transformed, stitched together with gold strands of hope, that she now wears like a majestic robe – wrapping her in the love, on others, she has generously bestowed. She is learning to step, to receive love and …
A Hopeful and Musical Reflection
The framed featured photograph of the Twin Towers (above) had a place of prominence in my current office for over eight years. Hanging on the wall directly across from my office door and to the right of my computer, I have gazed at this photo countless times for a total of seventeen years. Even though …
Sunrise Forthcoming
Sunrise Forthcoming from Being a Woman-Forthcoming Poetry Collection poems by Michele Lee illustrations by Sammi Lee From the banished back row, she did step forward. Her curves revealed by a full moon’s midnight glow, extending from the side, to the middle of the road. Along the edge, where the imposter merged with flesh, a woman …
Remember and Nurture
No longer do I need to say or write your name. I closed your final chapter with the turning of the last page. I thought you were going to be a leisurely read, one I might grab before heading to the beach. A surprise you were, with heavy conflict and many nonsensical plot twists, but …
Spell Binder, Dream Keeper
I did not expect to see you, still on the scene, when I stepped out to breathe the quiet in between memories and endless possibilities. You stayed longer than I thought you would, until the last of the dancing candles disappeared under a flame-ending hood. It was worth surrendering twilight sleep to watch you glimmer …
My Inspired Life 