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Tag Archives: poetry
The herd is our brother, too
All week I intended to share a poem here. Written six days ago. I lounged on the couch in pajamas pre-dawn last Wednesday, happily anticipating quiet peaceful meditation. Instead, a poem lassoed me. The poem circled its rope from the … Continue reading
Posted in May, 2020
Tagged coronavirus, COVID, herd immunity, love, meditation, personal, photography, poem, poetry, thoughts, whimsical, writing
58 Comments
Life is what happens when you’re looking sideways.
Life is what happens when you’re looking sideways. Or up. Or down. Or doing something you probably shouldn’t be doing. Or singing a song you probably shouldn’t be singing. Life tends to bloom when we’re least expecting it. During road … Continue reading
Rumi & back pain
I am finding Rumi gems hither and yon and re-falling in love with this poetry. As someone with a wee bit of lower back pain this morning, I smiled when accidentally discovering this poem. Suzi Banks Baum sent it to … Continue reading
Posted in September 2014
Tagged back pain, inspiration, life, poetry, Rumi, spirituality, thoughts
43 Comments
I want to twinkle today.
“Do not try to save the whole world or do anything grandiose. Instead, create a clearing in the dense forest of your life and wait there patiently until the song that is your life falls into your own cupped hands … Continue reading
Posted in December 2013
Tagged blogging, Christmas, Clearing, inspiration, life, Martha Postlewaite, personal, poetry, thoughts, writing
30 Comments
I will not shut down.
My country can shut down, my friends can throw me away, everything can go to hell in a hand basket, but I will not shut down. How easy it is to shut down! To tighten up, to fuss, to … Continue reading
Can I come over to your house?
A sweet thing happened recently in my blogging world. My childhood best friend, Carol, suddenly appeared with a comment on my Neil Armstrong tribute post! What do you know! (The tribute talked about Carol and me sleeping out in my parent’s … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged Abou Ben Adhem, blogging, friends, friendship, happiness, life, memories, Michigan, Neil Armstrong, poem, poetry, sadness, thoughts
78 Comments
Skunk in the full moon
1:13 a.m. I hear you rustling in the woods. Who are you? It’s so hot. So full moon hot. Sweat drips, soaks sheets, midsummer’s sauna. Run cool bath water and recline. Ahhh, feel better, don’t you? Who’s rustling beneath the … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged 4th of July, full moon, holiday, life, poem, poetry, skunk, thoughts
21 Comments
It’s not fair, oh no, it’s not fair…
It’s not fair that I get to attend a Destination Wedding in some fair southern city adorned with white sandy beaches and you must sit home at the daily drudge, 40 hour work week closer to retirement, no extra cash … Continue reading
the moon decided.
the moon decided. that it was a deep enough subject. that it was worthy of revealing itself to you. the moon winked. it winked to you in dreams. and in unexpected blogs. goodnight, moon. we’ll sleep sound tonight beneath your waning glory. … Continue reading