Why not take a break from thinking about who will win the White House and distract yourself with writing a poem? I belong to a critique group. We meet once a week and our writing styles are varied. Over the years I’ve brought in poetry, memoir, and children’s stories. When I wrote my book, The Bunny … [Read more…]
Tomorrow, December 21st, is the winter solstice. I know it’s the shortest day of the year and scientifically that means it’s the moment when the North Pole has tilted to it’s furthest point from the sun. Okay. I looked up that last bit to describe it correctly, but thinking poetically, I’d like to know what happens to December light when it disappears. In a … [Read more…]
A Moment of Silence The wind pauses as the oak lets go a slow drift of fall leaves This month I don’t have a lot to say, just an observation. That’s how the last few months have been and why I’m thinking of doing a series of short meditations on moments. The above verse I wrote when I sat down … [Read more…]
My husband and I have been spending a lot of time in Twain, CA. The Feather River runs along our property line from east to west, and we own a vacation rental there. Since this is a new venture for us, we have been busy learning the ins and outs of Airbnb. This is the … [Read more…]
photo by techie _44 This month I am including my poem below which describes a July 4th celebration. Our family likes to attend the fireworks display at a golf course nearby which is also adjacent to the Veterans Home of California in Yountville. In our local paper there was an article about fireworks and the mental health patients who suffer … [Read more…]
Although my mother died at the age of 50 from ALS, I’d like to think I am still learning from the lessons she taught me in her short life. In Singing Star, the poem below, I am speaking only to the sadness of missing her when I was a child. Because of her work she traveled … [Read more…]
Are you like me, procrastinating about doing spring chores? My latest excuse has been the rain. What’s the use? It’s just going to rain again, but it is spring and with spring comes more light, and with more light, I see more dirt. I finally gave up my old yellow broom when I noticed the … [Read more…]
When my husband, Dave, and I first met I lived in a duplex on “C” Street in Napa with my friend, Joan. The building was originally one house that had been converted into two apartments, an upstairs and a downstairs. Joan and I lived upstairs. Through our living-room window we had a good view of … [Read more…]
About The Party Happy New Year! I’m posting a festive poem from my recent book, Light the Way. What I love most about writing poetry is word play. The following is a quote written by Gary Silva in his endorsement of my book. He was the Napa County Poet Laureate in 2008, and he describes my word play in more poetic terms. Many poems play on the … [Read more…]
When my son, Jim, was ten years old he begged my husband, Dave, and me for a dog. I wasn’t in love with the idea, but Jim and his older brother, Chase, made up for my lack of enthusiasm. It had been five years since the death of Dave’s golden Lab, Nugget, and I was sure I never wanted another dog, but … [Read more…]