Each morning
same time
same place
same ritual
waiting to hear
that whisper that says
“Yes. We will write together again”
Will She Arrive This Day?
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Each Day
I must touch/
the bark of a tree/
or the blade of grass/
or stare into the folds of a flower/
each day/
to reignite/
the mystery/
of life.
Whoa-man!
I never imagined that reading, writing and watching romance would have such a powerful affect on my appreciation of WOMAN in the world.
We need this balance of the female more than ever. In fact, I believe the world is in the mess it is because we have not honored the Female the way way we honor the Male.
We need both. Balance.
Separate AND equal energies for creating a world wwhere we treat everyone and everything with kindness and respect.
So be it.
Reverence
Only the Rooster and I are out this morning.
He’s strutting proud and loud.
I’m still, and in awe at the beauty around me.
Reverence.
Did I really Win?
Sitting at the coffee shop this morning writing and wondering when I’ll publish again.
An email arrived saying I’d won a national contest and my poetry chapbook will be published this fall.
My first thought? Really?! Is this true? Is it a quality press?
Yes, and yes!
The Cat’s on Zoom (again)
My little buddy has been on every zoom meeting since March 2020. He’s now known worldwide.
The Illusion of Self
We suffer
the Illusion of Self
Everything is connected
We are One
There is no Other
Embrace
Cafe Crowd Diaspora
We’ve been wandering for nine weeks now
The old place closed without notice
The weekday usuals scattered
by twos and fours
to several sites
around the area
but the weekend regulars
have all landed
at the sister café
three miles
down the road
some staff
from the old place
are here
smiles, hugs, laughter
trying to make
it feel
like it did before
wanting home
in a new place
Not Autumn Yet
It’s hot outside
Summer should be over now
Feeling stuck in time
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