Commonplace Book

My friend, Sherri, called when I was in a rather deep depression, like many in my country after the presidential election of 2016. Sherri and I live 900 miles apart, but she could hear the hopelessness in my voice. “Are you writing?” she asked. I admitted that I hadn’t. “Then I challenge you to write … More Commonplace Book

February Forecast

February rains pock yesterday’s snow with icy muddy puddles February words rain onto journal pages, as dull, sloshy drivel More snow, though, is expected later in the evening to smooth this sloppy lawn Forecast, too, more words to blanket first-draft babble with soft poetic song   Photo courtesy of Pixabay, adjusted using PaintShop

Tapestry of Life

If you view your tapestry from afar, behold the connected stories unfolding over time – write your memoir If you prefer to move in closer, see vignettes of life events as separate parts of a whole – write short stories If you tend to come in very close, investigate the knotted threads that weave the … More Tapestry of Life

Life Sentence

If I wrote the story of my life, I would want it to be a series of long sentences, strung together with poignant transitions that smoothly connect one phase of my life story to another; not filled with short sentences that end abruptly with a period, or worse yet, an exclamation point! I would want … More Life Sentence

The Perfect Poem

Wanting to write the perfect poem, my inner critic emerges from tangled briars; pulls me into her thorns The only way to escape her is to write Writing a less-than-perfect poem loosens her tangled grip In sunlight I can once again embrace a wholeness that includes my imperfections This poem was inspired by Parker Palmer’s … More The Perfect Poem

Everyday Tempos

  tick tock Thich Nhat Hanh a rhythmic metronome, meditation’s cadence tick tock keyboard clicks emerging words reflect expressions of my thoughts tick tock beating heart listen to vibrations pulsing through the cosmos tick tock bedroom clock white noise in my chamber footsteps to a dreamland         Read more about Thich Nhat … More Everyday Tempos

Morning Activity

She glowed a bright verb at sunrise She steamed a hot verb with coffee She penned short verbs in her journal And giggled a pun verb while making a whish She sliced up a soft verb while toasting the bread She sizzled a sunny verb cooking her eggs She thwarted most grim verbs as she … More Morning Activity

Impermanence

In a studio each day with the corps de ballet Then a teacher for children struggling to read A single mom of a son with no experience with boys Those identities, impermanent  A technical writer penning Help for app users A designer for professors putting courses online A stay-at-home mom while their dad traveled for … More Impermanence