Tag Archives: feelings

The Plastic Blues

Posted on October 10, 2016 by

Sigh and wave goodbye as you press the send button to make your creditors richer and you poorer. Each month you say you’ll “cut back” but then the car breaks down or cooking another meal makes you want to vomit … Continue reading →

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Mud Stomp

Posted on September 23, 2016 by

My stomping through mud You ask me why I do it It’s therapeutic 

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Sharing

Posted on September 21, 2016 by

I sit and stare at blank paper or empty computer screen trying to create words  out of jumbled feelings engulfing me. Sometimes I manage  to accomplish my goals of word and image creation. Other days are spent  languishing away the … Continue reading →

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On The Brink

Posted on September 10, 2016 by

Here we are on the brink For what I do not know  A mysterious adventure Or clandestine meeting Just open the book and see For the story awaits    My daughter-in-law Alexa enjoying her giant crab legs in Panama City … Continue reading →

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Write Again

Posted on September 5, 2016 by

My writing friend, J L Stratton has been writing daily haikus and (thanks to him) now I’m writing too. Check out his blog at http://www.jlstratton.com Thanks my writing friend for needed motivation Now I can write again

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A Little Dissension, Please

Posted on June 24, 2016 by

This is the card of a Census Agent who “visited” me when I didn’t fill out the Ozark Community Survey I received. To be fair, I received the mailed notice to go online and fill out the anonymous survey November, … Continue reading →

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Sam Elliott?

Posted on April 26, 2016 by

Is that Sam Elliott I see On this Gulf Coast Cruise with me? The Sea Screamer bucks and rocks As we struggle to stay upright. “Sam” almost fell into my lap But was able to adjust. No one knew if … Continue reading →

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