the chill air laps at noses and it slobbers on paws and there, a silver sliver moon during our evening walk
icy puddles shine like diamonds the ‘don’t-walk-here’ mirror an owl hoots nearby come here, come here
the shush-shush of snow on boots and the sound of passing cars me: you’re barking at nothing!
no–we’re barking at the stars!
hah. I’m proud of my little sketch. I’m trying to get better. Bought some watercolor supplies the other day. January almost done! I hope you all have a great week!
is there nothing sadder than a star that used to shine
she was a rock star, baby she sang about being fine, fine, fine
now she’s in her fifties her fans have all moved on she dances alone up the street now
and no one knows her song
shine on, baby girl she sings know the stars that don’t know you
reach for that inky dark that unfathomable, impossible blue
shine on, baby, girl she croons know the stars that don’t know you
shine on she whispers to the dark
her bare feet are turning blue
Have you ever been instantly proud of something you’ve written? That’s how I feel with this one. It started off much different. I wrote it last week. Then I found it again tonight and it all came together. It’s something like magic when words piece themselves together in your mind. It is a bit euphoric. I can’t quite describe it…maybe like how an artist must feel when the right brushstroke hits the canvas, or like a when a composer discovers the right note for a song? (Big, happy, sigh). I could go on, but it is feeling a bit long-winded already, hah.
This one was inspired by a show that I watched, or maybe it was a song. Not sure.
Koda bear likes nothing more than stretching out across the kitchen floor and there he lies like time forgot a chocolate lab in the most inconvenient spot
I’ve been posting a lot of dog poems lately, and while I should finish up my lastest poetry project, I’ve been toying with the idea of writing a poetry book with dog poems and some short essays. Maybe featuring this chocolate chunk.
Anywho, dogs are adorable and if you’re someone who thinks they are messy and loud and smelly – well, they totally are, but you can’t beat the love from a dog. They love us when we don’t deserve it sometimes.Hope you have a fantastic week.
I feel old like creaky leather an ancient crone in freezing weather
tomorrow’s Monday another battle snow in the forecast hear my bones a’ rattle
I feel all dried up earth turned to dust like a beat-up car that’s begun to rust
the world has tipped and warmth is lost winter bites with hunger and drools with frost
I was not made for a world of snow and ice. My feet freeze and I need sunshine. If it weren’t for family, I’d live near a beach somewhere. Ihope you are all well.
So…have you ever started a project, and then you lose steam just when you think you’re sailing smoothly along? Yeaah, so that happened. I am still working on this project, but it will not be published at the end of this year.
Unfortunately, work and health and life have gotten in the way, but to be honest, though, I do feel somewhat excited to have a project to focus on in the winter months…if we all happen to survive by then, of course.
To reiterate… This is a collection of new material from the last few years exploring the ‘what’s been left behind’ from my college years, who I am now, and the joys and struggles of being an adult. There are themes of feminism, mental health, self-doubt… and some silly poems about the weather, of course.
Look for it soon…publish date, TBD. I might also post less poetry content as I get my ideas together, but that’s a maybe. I feel like there is still a lot to say.
he woos, a muffled woo my slipper stuffed far in his mouth I pat his brown fur and laugh out loud and tug it loose naughty bear he wags his tail
someday my slippers will be dry and right where I left them and I can’t tell you how much that breaks my heart
picture for cuteness. Koda bear ❤
Hi friends,
I accidentally went MIA these past few weeks. We went on vacation about mid-August, and well, pretty much hit the ground running once we got back. I can’t believe summer is about over 😫