I was thinking of Leia today. She was a dog my daughter rescued from euthanasia & left with us on the farm. Her crime? I’m not sure other than being an undesirable white shepherd; a black sheep that sullied the breeding pool. Leia was oftentimes mistaken for a husky because of her beautiful icy blue eyes. I never cared, I simply thought she was beautiful.
We could never make her understand the boundaries of the 10 acre farm - she felt sure it extended to a half mile radius.
Finding the photo of a book cover with her (playing the part of Gus) left me a little nostalgic.
It’s oddly amazing how animals touch our lives. Our hearts.
In loving memory of Princess Leia. I’ll see you in the clouds one day.
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Another Spring (Another #NPM )
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Another Spring
You were hiding,
waiting there beneath the frost
so much more patient than I.
My soul beckoned from a wintry slumber
Fretful and anxious
Weary and depressed
fearful you had abandoned me and then
as promised,
you appeared.
Breathing life into the naked limbs; into the bare breasts of Mother Nature
until Summer’s heat met autumn’s leavesand…
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In the Storm (April is National Poetry Month)
The Storm
(#NPM )
In the Storm
I reach for you…
With every crack of thunder
I hear you laugh…
Your smile is every bolt of lightning.
The drops of rain, you touching me,
with unsalted tears…
No more pain; no more regret.
I raise my arms,
as a child beckoning to be held
and it pours.
My grief is washed away by
stinging pellets of a spring rain
Leaving behind a clean slate
with…
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As If #NPM
As If
As if your shoulder brushing against my breast
in a crowded room meant anything to me…
As if your smile would thaw my frosty heart…
As if your constant assurance could overcome my cynicism…
As if the invisible boulevard would never rise up and beckon.
The street lamp glows in the bleached mist only three floors below us.
I blow streams of smoke into the black night and hum to the…
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It’s April 1st and That Means …
Yep!
It is time to kick off National Poetry Month. #NPM Sooo- let’s get this party started.
Why Poetry (from Getting Me Back)
Because it hurts deeper
Tastes sweeter
Laughs louder
And lets me know I’m alive
The view from my wilderness sanctuary.
Write on!
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What’s New?
Just a couple of e-book covers.
Available at your favorite retailer
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Ride On. Write On. Right On!
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Crazy Conversations (Just Another Dull Day with the Family)
I haven’t posted a Crazy Conversations in a long time so here a short video to make up for it.
Cotton, peas, your friends, your seat, your nose… There are a lot of things you can pick. Family isn’t one of them.Disclaimer: Life is crazy, people are crazier and my family… well they get the crazy award if there is one. I
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Happy New Year or Spring Equinox
The spring equinox ringing in the new year just makes a lot more sense.
So HaPpY New Year y’all.
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Saint Patrick’s Day (Throw Back Thursday)
Here’s a little something from 2015.
And ya know what? I think I understand now what that old man was talking about.
About those Snakes…
An old man once told me, “Saint Patrick ran the snakes out of Ireland and now they rule the world.”
I am not 100% certain as to what that means but I do reflect on it every year.
In the mean time…
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The View (Wordless Wednesday)
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Read an eBook Week #Tbt
Ah I vaguely recall my start as an independent writer; it almost seems like a lifetime ago.
I can’t even remember how I found [the oddly named] Smashwords, but I am glad we connected. Mark Coker’s publishing platform really simplified my life.
And then Draft2Digital with Books2Read came along with their pretty little layouts and boom I had a new crush. And a new distributor.
But I never left…
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The Chest of Hope (Friday’s free for All)
IT’S JUST A SMALL BROWN wicker basket, not built to hold much –
and a bit tattered from over handling.It’s beautiful warm browns have dulled and faded with age on the outside –
but inside the natural luster still shines.
It’s top is held in place by make-do leather ties because the first woody hasps were worn in two –
and now dangle loosely, without purpose.
What hands made the airy coffer?…
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Women’s History Month (Friday’s free for All)
Happy Friday y’all!
March is Women’s History Month so I thought I’d share this bit with you.
Every year, March is designated Women’s History Month by presidential proclamation. The month is set aside to honor women’s contributions in American history.
The poem below was inspired by the sage advice I received years ago from an elderly lady who truly fought to make a difference in the role (and…
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All Day Twos-day (Tuesday’s Tell All)
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Never out of Season (Throw Back Thursday)
Dissing or Discussing Poetry
First published Feb 1, 2018 JANNA HILL
We are still months away from NPM and poetry discussions are abuzz. I love it!
I’m not even upset that one “genre” is dissing the other – I am just happy poetry is being discussed.
I clicked on a link/interview that was shared with a member of the Horror Writer’s Association and then BOOM I was knee deep in reading, searching…
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Food for Thought (Friday’s free for All)
I saw this sign hanging in a doctor’s office a while back and it made me think. 💬 💬 💬
Sunshine is a natural disinfectant and what about that vitamin D so many are deficient in. 🤔
Walking, running and playing relieve stress and anxiety — they are all free and what about the obesity and musculoskeletal issues that come about because of a sedimentary lifestyle.
Making better food…
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