I format the page when I think I have something to say— Worthy of the screen That wouldn’t mock. dismiss, Or turn me away. I juggle with a basket under my arm, Collecting words or songs— Joy, lament, silly and comical, Mine or others, Whatever life is made of. Pages spill over, margins claimed, Many … Continue reading Words and Songs
Category: Reflection
Brewing a Tempest
They call others’ passions a “storm in a cup,” Or “making a mountain out of a hill”— Now a cliché— Less valued, often dismissed. Yet my cup of coffee brews daily, Pressed and poured, One cup at a time, I sip it, stirring thoughts-- Here and there, Sometimes nowhere, Yet always somewhere. In a storm, … Continue reading Brewing a Tempest
Why Write?
What if I tell you that it’s just a story, A story of small things, even the smallest things, You know all about them, like knit and purl, Picking up and dropping stitches to continue Or stop the pattern. What if I say that not everything is a poem, The gurgling, swollen brown river, after … Continue reading Why Write?
Ring of Fire 