A Sanibel Memory Tiny broken shards of shell Strewn across the ground like Broken glass Summer’s breath hot and strong Blows across the beach Making it hard to stand Your blue bucket tips Shells scatter, blown farther than Your little legs can carry you No tears, just laughter, as you Struggle to stay standing in…
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Poetry Friday: Holiday Plant Fun
At this time of year, as a gardener, my attention is naturally drawn to holiday plants. For years my fascination with Poinsettias, Christmas Cactus, Paperwhites, Amaryllis, and Mistletoe was handled by my ability to teach my elementary school garden club members about these living decorations we bring into our homes each year. By researching all…
Poetry Friday: Simple Gifts
Music played a large part in my early life. As elementary students, we were introduced to Orf instruments in third grade, playing wooden xylophones and more as part of our music class. Choosing an instrument came in fourth grade, and I chose the flute, mostly due to my diminutive size. Due to the instruction on…
Poetry Friday: Poems Borne of Experience
Ten years ago, during the summer of 2011, my eldest son participated in the National History Day contest with a friend. Let me be clear, they were in the national part of the contest. This meant that they had participated at the district level, the regional level, the state level, and were selected to go…
Poetry Friday: The Rut
I thought about not posting today. But, when I considered this, I thought about how hard I’ve worked over the last one and a half years to network with fellow Poetry Friday participants. They have grown to be an important source of support and opportunity for me. Therefore, I knew I had to come up…
Poetry Photo Prompts
Today, I posted for the first time to the group managed by Margaret Simon from Reflections on the Teche and Janet F. (also a poet) who assists Margaret in managing the FaceBook group of the same name: This Photo Wants to Be A Poem. The photograph this week is from another blogger with whom I’ve…
Poetry Friday: A Few Haiku
Some of my posts are long, I know that. I tend towards verbosity and although that comes from a place of wanting to explain where I stand or what my experience has been, it does not lend itself well to poetry. I believe this is one of the things that attracts me to poetry, and…
Slice of Life Tuesday: On Being Published!
This is a tale you might have heard before or maybe experienced for yourself. But, today, it will be told again. By me! Today, in the mail, I received my copies of the poetry anthology in which I have a poem! Yes! I am published. The book’s birthday (who knew books had birthdays?) was actually…
Poetry Friday: Inspiration
Primarily, my inspiration for creating jewelry or poetry comes from three places. Color, travel, and nature are my biggest influences when I create with beads or words. I have just recently returned from an 11 day trip to some of our National Parks, including Arches, the Grand Canyon, Saguaro, and the Petrified Forest. What better…
Poetry Friday: Poets and Inspirations Come from all Walks of Life
Last night I was struggling with what topic to write about for Poetry Friday today. I tried a to draft a couple of poems. It was not working – the creative juices – so to speak – were not flowing. If you’ve read any of my more personal blogs over the last month, you’ll know…