grains of time, like sand,wash away, drawn back by tidehands cup pooled waterthat slips through our fingertipseffervescent, ephemeral Time always feels so rushed at the start of each new school year. It seems that no matter how much time I put into my classes over the summer to hopefully ease the transition to the fallContinue reading “Ephemeral Waves”
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Journeying
for the love of adventure, I’ll cross these prairie lands of waving grass and sun-speckled hollows, the pastures hidden beyond winding county roads and no-named hillsides, sleeping under yesterday’s roof and weaving tomorrow from scratch Oh my goodness, it’s been a few weeks since I’ve written a poem on WordPress! I’ve missed that. This semesterContinue reading “Journeying”
Golden Heart
There is a crack, a crack in everything That’s how the light gets in, There is a sun that will be seen, Somber rays will glisten again, A golden heart make break apart And leave you in its wake, But the river’s wise, will calm your eyes, And cradle you, for hope’s sake This week’sContinue reading “Golden Heart”
Distractibility
boldly billowing grim clouds coil and laze around others swirl in dance I’ve written on here before about my difficulty with focus. Toward the end of my chemo infusions and immediately afterward, I couldn’t get my brain to attend to any one idea or situation for more than 5 minutes or so. It would bounceContinue reading “Distractibility”
Pruning
bountiful greens– pine, fern layered on emerald and mossy olive, pickled forest mint jungle weeds tangle in trellises My garden is looking pretty good this summer, in spite of the weeds. The above picture I took last week, and the zucchini plant pictured is now twice as large (it seems like that would be anContinue reading “Pruning”
Caffeine Courier
From my mahogany home, I watch you type, dragging words through sinuous steam. You cradle caffeine close, your keyboard closer, taking care not to spill– indulgence lets the world still. The Wea’ve Written Weekly challenge this week is from our host David at the Skeptic’s Kaddish. He asks us to do the following: Any ofContinue reading “Caffeine Courier”
Resuscitation
bitter, battle-hardened, armed with baited breath and toxins, build the bridge that bares your losses, unaware you are the strongest I don’t presume to know what this bald eagle is thinking, but I’d venture that he’s eyeing up a tasty fish. Though they were at one point added to the endangered species list for mostContinue reading “Resuscitation”
winter stillness
nature’s sedative the crisp rime that brines stillness ice that pricks with sound like a deer’s ears to footsteps remnants of tranquility This week has been another frigid one! Driving to work yesterday, I watched the thermometer plummet all the to -26 degrees Fahrenheit before creeping back up to hover around -16 when I arrivedContinue reading “winter stillness”
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”
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”
Words and Coffee Writing 