In times like these, we need the past, because for this one, shining moment in time, it may be the only thing we have total control over.
I have no idea where this year seems to have gone. The semester is flying by at work. I am trying to keep my head above water, and my mind and body relaxed. I’m fighting my way into relaxing. It’s been counterproductive, yet I continue to do it. One way this manifests itself is through… Continue reading Poem, Poetry,
I have been nominated for best publication in the poetic category by Spillwords. The poem is republished below. The link to vote for me is here. Scroll down this page to find “Hyannis Harbor, 2007.” I hate promoting things like this, but I do love writing and Spillwords is such a great place for writers… Continue reading Rock The Vote @Spillwords
I used to hate poetry, but now I write it. Sometimes …sparingly. Some of it has been published on Spillwords.com, some of it remains in notebooks and journals. Most of it I wrote during college. My practice has been growingly irregular due to the need to write blog posts and PR copy. There are… Continue reading I Used To Hate Poetry, But Now I Write It
I wrote this poem a long, long time ago. I found a disk of old documents that were on a computer I used in 2002 and 2003. I miss writing poetry. This is not all that great, but it is something. Something will have to do, especially since I have not put fingers to keyboard… Continue reading Slide
I was at the family homestead for an overnight on Sunday. It snowed overnight and we woke up to beautiful, wet snow frozen to the tree branches. It reminded me of the poem I wrote in 1998, published in the Duxbury Clipper in 1999, for a Freshman level poetry class. 98% of the class… Continue reading Late #ThrowbackSunday: The Bog
I have not posted in quite a long time. I hope to have more time to contribute to this blog (and some of my other ones) in the weeks and months. For now, please enjoy this delicious poem written by Anne Sexton that someone passed along to me. It is the perfect poem for this… Continue reading Giving Thanks for Each Morning