Mom, you are probably not going to love this one. The only way I know how to process my thoughts and emotions is through writing them down. It is the only way I know how to place my burden down and triumphantly walk away. I’m Tired… I’m tired of fighting I’m tired of putting on… Continue reading I’m Tired
The mother’s always come forward first. They are filled with apologies and explanations. “She’s shy.” “He isn’t feeling great today.” “She doesn’t love physical activities.” “This is new.” “He’ll come around once he sees everyone having a good time. This is how it always begins, but by the end of a social event for… Continue reading Transforming Fear Into Fun
Do I still have it? Do I still have the chops? or have I been writing too much sports news? Or will I really be able to let go and tap into my creativity? Are all my great writing days behind me? Was I good because my inhibitions, and anxious thoughts were tampered thanks to… Continue reading Do I Still Have It?
This is another poem I wrote in high school. I titled it “Front Clasp” because it is the only positive thing that I recall about the three days I spent in the hospital post-operation after a pharyngeal flap surgery completed when I was six years old. The memories of that surgery are disjointed. The poem… Continue reading Poem: Front Clasp
I cannot believe I wrote this in 1998, my senior year of high school. It is a simple poem. The writing assignment that spawned this little ditty was a class walking trip to the bay side of Duxbury Beach. Each member of the class brought their notebook and were instructed to spread out on a… Continue reading Early Swim
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 am part of a yet another new blog-venture in the wide world of sports. The website is aptly named Not Your Average Sports Chick. Alicia Seymour, originally from the East Coast, but currently on the West Coast, started the website. I responded to a post Alicia posted on Craigslist for writers. She thought my… Continue reading Not Your Average Sports Chick