For Over Sixty Years, What I Have to Offer
There are many ways to live our lives. We may be pragmatic and ordered, we may live in the moment
Read moreThere are many ways to live our lives. We may be pragmatic and ordered, we may live in the moment
Read moreOur crossroad… I am a writer, and more recently a poet of some productivity. Over the past four years I
Read moreHaving lived with a narcissist for over twenty three years and not having a clue, the aftermath has been even
Read moreTrepidation is all I feel from those who would, for their own agendas, harm my spirit, and those I love,
Read moreFor the sake of brevity, I have penned these memories without time scale. My mother died when she was 64
Read moreIt was as if our feet were cement, and climbing stairs a task of arduous strain. Physically I felt sick,
Read morePerhaps 2017, a one year, would be served better not by self, but the concept that we are all one,
Read moreTo be known…we are much more I abide by the thoughts that allow me to fit, but those thoughts are
Read moreLittle Mountain Girl About twenty years ago I lived in Boulder Creek, California, located in the Santa Cruz Mountains. Very
Read moreLoving Tribute to my Mother A Mother’s Garden of Love I remember all the times you held me close, When
Read moreBeast and Bok Bok We lived alone, myself and Beast, my rather rotund ginger tabby with a heart of gold.
Read moreNaked Lady Belladonna Belladonna the naked lady Does stand there in all her glory. She so prefers to be shady,
Read moreSpecial Moments Life on the farm was not just about raising animals and the chores involved with each type
Read moreGrandmother Moon Spiritual Moments … Spiritual moments sometime come upon me suddenly, without warning, and touch me so deeply
Read moreJimmy Crow … When I was about three we lived on a farm just outside Cle Ellum, Washington in the
Read moreAutumn leaves … Autumn leaves on a Sunday afternoon Lay scattered upon my parlour floor Colors of gold, brown, and
Read moreUnopened door … It beckoned from the top of the long winding stairs, that unopened door I could never reach,
Read moreIf life tapped me on the shoulder and told me its time to go, I would be devastated. Not from
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