I had but one important task to do that summer and that was to take care of Little Dove. My husband had befriended him in…
Turning in my P.R. keys Going back to those who might need me Classes full of boisterous, jostling kids talking too loud not worrying about…
I can’t drive fifty – five Radio volume too high Oops highway patrol That 80s chick there the Mercedes in high gear Crushing boys under…
Diving down in murk Spearing fish for dinner Behold tiger shark! It’s almost school time Get out the sensible shoes Tell them grammar is cool
Villain you bleak soul Running wild with scissors sharp Shredding hearts like air….. I have done it now Allowing you inside this tale We might…
I’m declaring it short poetry week…why, you ask? Well because my Internet service is changing over and I have to type on my phone. I’m…
Recently it seems, I’ve lost my sense of humor, so I thought I would repost an earlier topic when I thought I was ready to…
I passed by this old house one evening alive with candlelight where it stands on 10th Street it has been there since the early 1900s…
August is one of my favorite months in all its scorching glory, but this past month hung heavy like drapes of sadness overlapping memories. The…