I’m watching myself run away. Down the dusty dirt road I go. Stomping with vexed resolve, I’ll never come back, oh, no! That’s the last time they dismiss me… I don’t have to put up with this… They’ll miss and appreciate me now… I left with nary a kiss. I overstuffed my favorite …
This is a tribute to one of the most dignified people I have ever had the privilege of caring for. He and his family impacted my life deeply for almost 2 years. Some people grow deep roots into our hearts in no time… Our beloved Gorge flares in a fury of flames and ash Started …
This past week in my life: Johnston awaits serious cardio-pulmonary decision, Jan had trigger finger hand surgery, Josiah broke his femur & was life-flighted to a trauma center, Jake is emerging fabulously from a coma, Jason unexpectedly (for us,) went home to Jesus. Just saying… https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/organize/
A heavy haze hangs over our heads Leaving me heaving and hanging my head. Smoke from infernos, in lands far away, Is drifting downwind, so the weatherman said. Though it drafts fiery sunsets and moonrises here Enflaming and sparking this poetic thread, We sigh for our Oregon sweet summer days Begone smokeyhead, begone with your …
Succulent strawberries, so shiny they look fake, Drip juicy goodness to stain your favorite t-shirt. They are followed promptly by God’s gift for July birthdays: Ravishing vanilla cake with raspberry filling; As rich, rare, and radiant as my ruby birthstone! Hot on their heels come brilliant bursts of blueberries. I oblige my happy belly, fresh or …
Giant windmills by the Columbia Slowly doing the breaststroke, Over rolling buff hills that are sunning Past town after town and its townsfolk. Truck trailers, travel trailers, Zipping past chugging railers. Dams and rest stops, hot springs and buttes, Punctuate stories of curses and Aslan Tumnus, and horses and wardrobes of fur Grip us, spellbound, unfolding The Plan. Truck trailers, …
Careful now! I cautiously stick my big toe into the shower to test the temperature. Too cold. I jerk my faithful harbinger out and turn the knob counterclockwise ever so slightly. The second testing proves only tepid. I turn it up again and inch my way into the stall, I unwittingly touch the cold wall and breathe …
It inspires deep praise to consider the ways that you impact each phase of my life, this maze. I can’t help but gaze as you work through the haze when all’s up in the blaze that is life nowadays. constant love you rephrase feeding sparrows and jays on your sweet grace I graze you daze…, you amaze. …
So yellow the yellowness So black the polka dots So green the mowed lawn One beetle per blossom Each six bright spots. I was struck by the sunny dandelions in the lawn and stooped to admire their delicate unfurling petals. Nestled in the first one was a pretty ladybug. I looked at another, and another, and each one …
I had a great visit with a retired doctor last week who shared that, as a writer, she aims to write a poem a day. I dedicate this one to Dr. Nordgren. A poem a day is an order Prescribed by a Doctor of Parlance, To calm all my mental disorder By righting my inner …