my inspired blog back story

I wanted so much to just disappear; I did not want to talk to anyone, but most people need their goodbyes. I have had too many of them to need any more. "What are you going to do?" she asked me, as I was rolling my last cart of personal belongings to my car. Dammit, …

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Mornings like this

Poetry exists for mornings like this The jasmine is bursting Orange tea leaves are steeping A gentle rain is falling One drop now thousands Last night’s wishes offered to the stars on me, now fall Your essence etched across my heart I retrace softly and slowly, all that you are I live for mornings like …

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Poetry Outside (a special spotlight)

Poetry Outside by Linda Stecker i. Let there be poetry. Outside the fruit tree leaves are browning, struggling to live in the heat where I've neglected them. Inside I stay cool but I am struggling too; dehydrated, unconnected. ii. The birds only come to get their seeds. When the food is gone, so are they. …

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A Story Set Free (audio poem)

A Story Set Free - Audio Poem They whisper and wait, the stories that exist inside of me. I write about what once was, to release them, to set them free. Elusive details captured on a page. My blank messenger conspires with me, coaxing the story out of hiding, and snaring it for others to …

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Twilight’s First Blush

There was a time when I bathed in a certain magic found only during the twilight hours. A stillness. A soft pinkness. An advantage over the sleepers, sleeping away the most enchanting part of the day. I was a witness to the sun’s first appearance with eyes not rested from the night before. Eyes, glistening …

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Easter Eggs and a Glossy Train (personal narrative)

Easter brings an early sunrise, reflection, time outdoors, and dinner with my family. Sometimes we place flowers at the cemetery and sometimes I get to hug two adorable great nieces. Even more rare are drives to the Pacific Coast during the Easter weekend. However the holiday weekend unfolds, it is peaceful. Easter hasn't always been …

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Living Poetry

           playing poetry pebble tossed on a hopscotch square one step, two steps, skipping in rhyme get to the end, turn, then do it again            reading poetry thank you, Dr. Seuss for writing lines that still delight and to you, Shel Silverstein for your tree that keeps giving            loving poetry along the shore in Mexico, a …

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Complimentary Follow-Up

A time to slow down, read, quietly celebrate, and connect with family and friends, this holiday season has been. Like most people, I also spent time in reflection as we approached the year's end. Reflection is an important part of my life and a core part of my personality, which may be true for most …

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Becoming Empty (life essay & live music)

Nature had a way of gently helping me with an emotional situation before I knew I needed help… I watched a mourning dove dart away from the top of our back porch pillar and return countless times over the course of several days. Each time he (that’s right) returned with a twig, string, or other …

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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 …

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