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Deep Water
Poem a Day, Day 8 (catching up)… Write a “submersion” poem. Deep water With her eyes closed It was easier to hear The seashell sounds Of eons Siren songs Reminding her Of coming home To the beginning...
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Starting Poem a Day on day 9… Write a “mistake” poem. Crossing the Line She wonders Baring the burden Between their shouts Carrying the weight Beneath their posters How they have allowed their god To...
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Day 10 of Poem a Day: Technology. iContact Flirtatiously she blinks her iPhone at pursing cherry lips and rounded eyes. Selfies are the new I love me (or I don’t) so now she waits suspended until the...
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Bo the Rescue Dog
Bo the Rescue Dog He’s nervous with loud noises He hates it when we cry They said he chased their chickens So he was scheduled to die We both agreed to foster Before we could discuss And we very...
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Yours
Yours Even though I wake With tears in my eyes And a stuttering heart I won’t abandon my dreams Because then and there you love me still And call me mommy or just mom In that way you always had Of...
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Leave a Note
Even though I live just a few hours away, I don’t get to the beach enough. I resolve every so often to change that, and keep failing to make it happen. So sometimes it takes a friend to get you where...
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We are drunk on horrible things
Someone told me we’d forgotten Newtown. I don’t think we have. Someone told me we will never learn. I don’t know if that’s true, but I worry. Someone told me that the “other side” just doesn’t care. I...
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The Puppageddon Journals – Part 1
This is not my usual anything, but it’s pretty much what my life has been about since early December… Please consider helping out Cause for Paws, the rescue we’re working with on this fostering...
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The Puppageddon Journals – Part 2
Day 21 – 5 week old puppies… Well it’s New Year’s Eve and I’m not going to Bald Head Island with John because I said I’d take in this little family. I’m not sorry, but watching him pack for the gig is...
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A different way
My counselor told me I’m doing things a different way. It was the best thing she could have said in that moment, where I was calling myself a coward or a doormat or whatever. Rewriting my oft-rewritten...
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Yours Even though I wake With tears in my eyes And a stuttering heart I won’t abandon my dreams Because then and there you love me still And call me mommy or just mom In that way you always had Of...
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Flavor
If during your daily travels you see some mad cacophony of art and pain and messy life and think This is not for me. then it’s ok to walk away or run or crawl. But if you find yourself thinking Oh but...
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Leather sofa seeks new adventures, and so do I
So it’s been 2 months since I said we were selling our house, and guess what? We sold our house, with 4 offers in 2 days of showings. We bought a weird, character-rich house not too far away, much...
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Heading for shore
Sometimes I wonder about my strong urge to “save” people, to help them, about why I feel it, and what I’m supposed to actually do about it. Sometimes it just feels like a curse or a symptom. I remember...
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We are not better off without you
One of Michelle’s many amazing profile pics For Michelle, and the others we’ve lost I’ve been there, standing, breathing in that one terrible thought that really, everyone would be better off if I just...
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Cracked
Look, you say, cracks are how the lights gets through! We’ve surely all seen that meme… Ugh I say. I mean, sure, of course. But let’s not forget that they’re also the way things shatter. My husband and...
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Dear America
Dear America, These are strange times. As anyone who’s read this blog before probably knows, I’ve battled depression a time or two in my life. Enough to recognize the signs, and America, it’s time to...
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The bird feeder
At daybreak, I learned that the bizarre orange owl that had evoked my overnight conversion, the one that twisted to stare as I slowly began to embrace my sanity as something possible, wasn’t real at...
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Day 24 – prompt: faith. Strong hands Brand new, she reaches out knowing easily that a strong hand will meet hers and keep her safe. Womanly, she reaches out trusting still in a strong hand, but learns...
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Ours is a shadow love, the kind that washes over your eyes and stops you in your tracks, filling your heart with gratitude for just a moment, just a second, until the shadow passes and you notice the...
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