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Monthly Archives: April 2013
So it goes…
I actually wrote quite a bit yesterday, but at the end of my day I had nothing to post. I had plenty of words, but no complete thoughts. My brain was full of disconnected one liners and incomplete phrases. I … Continue reading
When did imagination die?
I remember the world my best friend and I created as children. We grew up in a small town in the southwest Arizona desert, and the desert that surrounded us was our playground. With a clear sky and wide open … Continue reading
Posted in Breathing Words, Exhale, My Poems
Tagged Adventure, childhood, dreams, friendship, heroes, NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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when the forsythia blooms
I love this time of year, and one of the things I always look forward to is the appearance of the bright, yellow Forsythia blossom. This fascinating plant only blooms once a year, its flowers lasting for about two weeks, … Continue reading
Posted in Breathing Words, Exhale, My Poems
Tagged April, change, forsythia, messenger, NaPoWriMo, Spring
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April Day
forsythia bloom with its bright yellow blossom change is in the air lingering sun brings new life in the wind winter breathes its last
huh…?
I apologize for this one. I tried writing something worthwhile for a couple of hours (or more), but couldn’t come up with anything worth posting. So, I just started typing – I let my fingers do the thinking – and … Continue reading
April Morning
clouds dance in the sky revealing patches of blue as the sun returns the dark winter of my soul welcomes the light of new hope
TGIF – Tanka God It’s Friday
slowly the hour creeps as I wait to join the march daily exodus forgetting things accomplished remembering love at home
my smile exploded
I ended up with two different poems today. Both seemed to express the same thought, but I wasn’t sure which one to post. I decided to include both. ***************************** a smile then simple words that changed my world an exploding smile … Continue reading
The rose
Trying my hand at meeting NaPoWriMo Daily Prompt challenge for Day 10: an “Un-Love” Poem . . . a rose in bloom I softly caress you consumed by your perfume I watch your beauty unfolding slowly revealing yourself to me … Continue reading
Is he sharp?
he’s sharp sharp as a razor whose blade no longer cleanly slices but gouges skin and scrapes across blemish leaving seeping wounds of pain that lingers and small pools of blood that quickly spread across the semi-stubbled face it leaves … Continue reading
