I’m stepping out of my comfort zone. Or at least into something that feels uncomfortable. I signed up for a poetry workshop with the local poet laureate. I’d seen an advertisement for it a while back but didn’t think too much about it until someone shared it in our building’s Facebook page; they were hoping…
Category: Poetry
The Sunday Post: Happiness
There are three paths ahead not quite converging but running side by side. I’m taking the one on the right, and his is on the left. In the middle is happiness, a trail of sorts. You may know I can’t walk a straight line, so I often veer to my left, crossing paths with happiness…
April
It’s National Poetry Month and it would be great if a few lovely verses would start flowing magically to this keyboard just because it’s April, but it’s not likely. But as I said the other day, I’ve been thinking about writing more, so that’s a start, right? I was re-reading some of the poetry I’ve…
Stars
Written for the #bloganuary prompt: How do you feel when you look at the stars?
We, Us, and Me
I don’t cry when I think about them The people who used to be we and us Haven’t in quite some time Every once in a while I see An old photograph and I’m tempted I wonder if I should try But then I remember The ball is on the other side Maybe one day…