Santa had filled our stockings just like he said he would. I was nearly finished opening them when I saw one final package for me. It was a bit heavy for such a small package, too. Once again, I had a burst of renewed energy and got excited with the anticipation of something that I would love to get from Santa. As I ripped the red shiny paper off the gift, my hopes turned to despair.
Continue reading →Charles Portolano, my friend and editor of The Avocet publications challenged me to write a poem based on a message I sent him as an e-mail.
His challenge stayed on the front burner of my thoughts for that entire day, and night.
Continue reading →I wrote this poem on a warm afternoon near the end of November. I was walking the dogs outside wearing only a t-shirt and jeans. The sun was warm and the day was brighter than I expected it to be as it moved westward across the sky above us. I wanted to capture the feeling I had this afternoon so I chose to write a tanka poem to share my afternoon experience with you! Let me know what you think, ok?
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