I want to be a poet, so I say "I am a poet." I want to be a writer, so I say "I am a writer." I have these tales in my head I write them down. I have these poems I place in this dumping ground. They're rough draft versions that need much work. … Continue reading The Poet & Writer
I forgot it was Monday and that I should be sharing some music. In the spirit of this weekend-here are my choices. Notice the recurring theme! Because I am a queen that thing goes on-and-on. https://youtu.be/Mq86e4Fhja0 https://youtu.be/T6QKqFPRZSA https://youtu.be/-CPCs7vVz6s
You ever meet anyone who you instantly connect with? Someone who is amazing, happy and authentic. That is Lisa, I met her at a writer's conference over the weekend and I cannot begin to tell you how kind she is. She touched my heart with her generosity and sincerity. Check out her blog. Oh, and … Continue reading Let’s Share: Lisa St. John
I made a new friend at a conference I attended over the weekend. Please stop by her and visit her blog. She was absolutely delightful and kind. She definitely had an infectious smile. Happy Monday! https://mbcoudal.com/about/
In passing- you walked on by without a word, moved away so stealthily- swiftly moved and out of sight; careening on your route. I moved on by, afraid to speak- for fear you’d laugh at me; I thought I might break my flight; and ask you words out loud, Alas, I choked- I turned away. … Continue reading In Passing
Melancholy rises in your purposeful flesh. Giving way to dread, All the sorrows of your worth, I see- Melancholy lives inside.