I’d mentioned earlier about driving (more like, sloughing through a never-ending mire of idling vehicles) in New York City in mid-May. My main reason for traveling to the area was to attend a “Breathe Now” AYA cancer survivor retreat in Chester, New York. I’d discovered the retreat over the winter when searching for more AYAContinue reading “Healing Connections”
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Zigzag
We’re tracing our handprintsin sand, pulling feet from concrete footprints.We’re slipping through the silt, plunging headstrongthrough the river.We’re foraging through moss and leaves, forming futures in the foliage.We’re embers of yesterday’s memories, tracing our handprints in sand. I’ve written this poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt at the Skeptic’s Kaddish; this week’s prompt wasContinue reading “Zigzag”
Encore
spring dances againcomfort in renewalbuds billowingbees hoveringbirds trilling sky shimmeringnature is rebornsolace blooms~gratitude~blooms solacereborn is natureshimmering skytrilling birdshovering beesbillowing budsrenewal in comfortagain, dances spring I wrote this poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly poetry prompt. This week’s challenge comes from Punam who asks us to do the following: The palindrome poem looked incredibly challenging toContinue reading “Encore”
Discovering the Why
My short essay “Discovering the Why” has been selected for social media publication with Wildfire Magazine’s Family April/May 2024 issue. I’m so grateful to have discovered Wildfire almost three years ago through a friend in a virtual AYA cancer support group. At the time, I was wrapping up cancer treatment and longing for a communityContinue reading “Discovering the Why”
Nature’s Folly
Sneak away behind the treesthey’ll never spot us among the evergreensand the gentle hushof the meadow breezewill surely mask our gobbling. We’ll freely gander, grazing for hours,spend our sunshine in folly, our wobbling superpowers.We don’t soar over seasor traverse mountain towersbut live our simple turkey dreams haunting your backyard flowers. I wrote this poem forContinue reading “Nature’s Folly”
Workshop Adventures
A few weeks ago, I got to attend the Minnesota Writing Workshop, a writing conference in the Twin Cities. I left feeling energized even if it started out with a bit of a hiccup. I signed up to pitch several agents at this conference, something I’d only done once before, at a conference 10 yearsContinue reading “Workshop Adventures”
April Buds
The morning chorus of birdsong greets me under a gray-cloaked sky.We sip coffee on the back porch in sweatshirts, hoods pulled tight around our faces as the first tentative raindrops scamper across the yard, blipping onto the peeling paint,spreading out into Rorschach blobs that test our springtime fortitude. I wrote this poem for this week’sContinue reading “April Buds”
Who am I and What is My Purpose?
the sunrise over a flooded riverbed–now mid-day, or maybe sunset instead,the soft-spoken advice that leads you homethe messy-haired head lost in a tomethe crinkled leaf upon that same riverthe freckled skin, the dry hands that sliverthe mothering arms for ready embracethe struggling teacher longing for gracethe light feet dancing from place to place This poemContinue reading “Who am I and What is My Purpose?”
Ocean Stranger
Ocean, you rippling stranger,carrying unknown danger to a land-locked wanderer like me.I could stare for hours in wonder at your hypnotic waves, skipping rocks across the smooth surface,investigating the mysteries left behind at low tide, plunging headfirst in abandon into seaweed, nearly caressing the curves of painted coral, dripping footprints on shell-crumbled sands, and dozingContinue reading “Ocean Stranger”
Tristan & Isolde
the storm of love’s intentonce content with play and rusenow bound by tragic melody as strident calls echo in tunetwo paired hearts so powerlesscourting potion through to doomthe harmony of life’s sunrisenow blurred by darkened cloudsbut the weightless souls eternalentwine beyond the sodden ground I wrote this poem for this week’s We’ave Written Weekly atContinue reading “Tristan & Isolde”
Words and Coffee Writing 