The Dangling Conversation
There are conversation starters and conversation stoppers…delightful openings that have everyone vying for vocal position and dark explorations that have everyone staring into their drinks. I’ve been thinking about a…
Category: Poetry
Nineteen Hats, Ten Teacups…
Such an emotional catharsis this week…sobbing one moment, stomping angrily the next. And strangely, no connection to what might be the cause, current or past. Sure, there were maddening moments…
How to Build a Throne
“The answers you get depend upon the questions you ask” Thomas Kuhn My thanks to Charlene for helping me to see the potential in the bones of the pesky chair…
Wednesday
I have fallen in love with Wednesday. I rarely have meetings scheduled for the day and the evenings are normally unplanned. It’s a bit like having a Sunday in the…
‘Tis the Season of the Jolly Wanter
She said they weren’t that expensive a good price, really, and so she bought the teardrop earrings with her lunch money because isn’t it true, that beauty feeds us… forgetting…
Priming the Pump
I write like opening a window like listening to the wind pulling the chariot of the sun above the horizon I write like surfing a wave like skimming the surface…
Fall
Temptation to fall toward the dark side of dawn the rain a tease across thirsty beds equipment standing still dollars shifting sorting disappearing in the wind. Fierce conversations waiting in…
Red Sky in the Morning
Rumi’s warning card translates as follows: Look at what you are doing and decide if you are being selfish or brave.” Serpent of transformation hisses at my neck threatening to…
Stella Sunday Afternoons 