The words from this Sunday Whirl led me to a very dark ocean. humility relish trigger swells flicks chain crack brittle spray gravity plant claim refrain carrying an iron chain in my hands wandering in silence on a rainy beach among the sand, the shells,
Watched the Moto GP race today. As Moto GP races go, this one was a bit tame. No one fell off, there were only a few slight wobbles and one little bump. But if you’re like me and love, LOVE
me light affectionate intuitive loving imaginative protective flower sparrow eagle wolf clinging cautious moody changeable touchy dark Here is a sweet little video C made for me for my birthday. Been wrestling with Margo’s prompt to write a diamante poem for several days now. Man, these are hard to
This lovely little poem was prompted by Robert Lee Brewer and his Poetic Asides prompt, "This is what ____ looks like." This is what the evening meadow looks like. If you look, you can see it. The meadow, it shines If you stand quietly in
Do you like Heracleum? (Ok, wild parsnip, cartwheel flower, cow parsley, hogweed.) Of course you do. How can you not when they are so majestically beautiful. This season has been very rainy and gray. The Heracleum are glowing against the
Getting back to writing/catching up after an epic week of building the 24 hour zine, organising the Vancouver house and C plus a 10 hour flight x the pond. Housewives ignorant spurn subtracting months sting eternity rind balls fall drawers year The
That’s what my father used to say just as he pulled the jib to catch the wind from the other side and the mainsail would swing wildly across Polly G – sometimes with unexpected results. That’s what I’m doing today.
Weekly photo challenge from Wordpress: Movement At first I thought it’s all so much easier with video
Begun at 7:30pm July 3rd, completed at 7:19pm July 4th as an answer to the 24hour Zine challenge.