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To Create... · 1w ago

The Bundle

Our writing group met this week. Silliness was afoot. This is what we needed so desperately this week. Thank you, Thursday Afternoon Writers, for help keeping me sane. My opening line chosen...
To Create... · 1M ago

On Sacred Bows

  On sacred boughs snow delights till frosted breath sweeps past and whisks it from its perch to fly like sandstorm to bless my face. Then rests in drift and mound And, thereupon, is swept a...
To Create... · 1M ago

It Snowed

It snowed this morning. With its whipped grey sky I remember fragile flakes resting on his silken black fur, heavy breath rising to mix with the day’s offering. I welcome blessings of sky an...
To Create... · 1M ago

What I Didn’t Know

  What I didn’t know is that there must be a fall. Not the one when leaves twirl to the ground, a carpet of jewels as first chill fills the air. Nor one where a catch sends me to earth’s sur...
To Create... · 1M ago

Minotaur

  The boy hadn’t spoken since his twin had gone. One would never know they were twins. She was tall, willowy with short cropped hair of every shade of purple she could concoct. Her fingers w...
To Create... · 1M ago

Certainty

  There is a certain kind of beauty in unwashed windows, windows that reach so high I can only get to them once in a very long time, oh, I still see out when sun’s angle allows which gives m...
To Create... · 2M ago

Circles

Mother Tree   Circle One Mother Tree whose roots wind below next to stream and under playground, tall with branches lifting sky, rough bark protection against all that is harmful. And her ey...
To Create... · 2M ago

Bye Bye Love

There was a full moon that night. There was always a full moon now. It began simply enough. Who knew that moving the kitchen table, just a slight angle so she could look out the window, not ...
To Create... · 2M ago

here…

      And when all falls away, nothing left, the dark is deep and still, here, here is where you find the voice singing you home.
To Create... · 3M ago

I am thankful for…

My feet to step on Mother Earth connecting me to her and all that grows beneath and rises above to meet the breath of day. My lungs to breathe in Life. My eyes to watch Moon cycle in remembr...