Memoir Shadows

casting shadows on pine needles downy paths softer sonder complexity wonder brother on our own still together I had the opportunity to take a local memoir writing workshop recently. Suffice to say, it was awesome. I was unsure about taking the class because it meant leaving the house on Saturday mornings and giving up someContinue reading “Memoir Shadows”

Loose Teeth

Branches drag water pull trunk taunt from the shoreline to taste the current, form unimagined ripples, yet never sever their roots. Lately, my husband and I have been thinking of ways to help our 3rd grader express his emotions. At school this year, he has had difficulty handling any reprimands from his teacher and eitherContinue reading “Loose Teeth”

Transfiguration

Maybe you can’t carry the moon, capture it like you do so many fading sunsets, place them in your pocket with cloudy bits dryer lint, prod them across your monitor. Maybe moonglow is the broken hourglass you cup with greedy hands, scrambling to capture the grains of sand under Chronos’ unyielding gaze. Or it’s theContinue reading “Transfiguration”

Autumn’s Frailty

Copper baldachin veils the hillside canopy in royal disarray beneath a sky blurred teal and gray. Life pillows soft beneath my feet, then crunches out its vibrant angst. Like so many others, I associate autumn with the colorful leaves. My family and I went hiking this afternoon at a local recreation area that has aContinue reading “Autumn’s Frailty”

Birthday Scanxiety

This weekend was my birthday, and I am fortunate to celebrate 35 trips around the sun. It’s certainly not old age (despite what my kids may say!) but after cancer I can appreciate just how special each year is. Not one year is guaranteed even though nobody sits down in the twenties and thinks, “I’mContinue reading “Birthday Scanxiety”

Changing Seasons

Fronds lifting skyward, embracing like friends, singing soft through pale wind, as the summer sun ends. I told my husband that every time I put too much on my plate, writing inevitably falls to the back burner. And, of course, it’s happened again with the new job and a fresh list of to-dos at theContinue reading “Changing Seasons”

Untangled

Pulling at my roots, I grapple gracefully at new growth, blessed by bees and nature’s rays and clouds whose smoky visages plump with life. Flailing at the seams, and tucked inside these dreams, I’m not frail, but free. I usually participate in the W3 prompt at the Skeptic’s Kaddish on Wednesdays, but I have decidedContinue reading “Untangled”

Changing Currents

Meander through meadows, patching puzzle pieces together into a mosaic tapestry. Wind– unwind– but don’t unravel; follow the brook’s bedrocks as they hum lazily with current through distant soothing channels toward our hazy destination. This summer, I have taken a giant leap– into a new job! I’ll still be teaching, but at the college levelContinue reading “Changing Currents”

New Beginnings

Tap water’s surface with trembling, outstretched hands and dive in. Not yesterday’s blood red sunset, carving fear across the horizon, or reassurance of tomorrows wrapped in fleece comfort, but the moment of inertia, submerging through surface tension, first ripples spiderwebbing, bubbling with life. It’s time for another W3 prompt (Wea’ve Written Weekly) at the Skeptic’sContinue reading “New Beginnings”