I’m a kaleidoscopeI’m the daughter of a volunteer,led to the jungles of the Darien by an inspirational leader.I’m the daughter of a tech-loving rancher, a loyal son who tended to the land butloved everything that was new.I’m the daughter of a nurse who cared forfamily, friends, and strangers in their time of need.I’m the daughter…
Tag: Poetry
Querido Papá
If I see it on the menu – corned beef, ‘kraut, swiss, and rye -though it’s not necessarily what I would pick,I (almost) always have to give it a try.Often times I hear a song, a tune and right away it takes me back.What wouldn’t I give to hear your baritone,Or see your hands curled…
The Sunday Post: Kiawah
It’s Sunday evening and I’m writing today from a comfy couch, in an ocean-front condo on Kiawah Island. It’s cool and drizzly outside right now, but yesterday was gorgeous. The sun was shining, sandcastles were being built, and there was a deceptive breeze (meaning we got a little too much sun). While I sat there…
The Sunday Post – Jump Start
Maybe all I need was a little jump. That’s what my writing engine got this week at the first session of the poetry workshop. I was nervous going in. Then I felt even more nervous as everyone in the room introduced themselves and talked about their favorite poets, and about what they’ve written (poems, novels,…
Why I Write
Because I want to know how to write And how to beBecause it’s hard And yet sometimes so easyBecause each line that draws my eye is beautiful And uniqueBecause my mind wanders And takes me places I want to exploreBecause I want to spend less time with screens And more on pagesBecause I was sad…