Quick trip to the grocery store and swing by Mom’s. She was out pruning back perennials in her front yard in the odd eighty degree April day. I stopped on the way home to see a movie (going around a … Continue reading →
My tradition is to write an eve of April poem so here it goes. Maureen over at NaPoWriMo headquarters suggested a play on Emily Dickinson so that was a nice launching prompt. So without further ado: hope it’s a forever … Continue reading →
It has been a rising tide of news until you can barely stand up against the waves that come faster and faster. This morning I sat down to write out a few bonus postcards for the world peace poetry postcard … Continue reading →
Now you might ask, but MB – I didn’t see Day Nineteen? And you would be right. Every month-o-poems, there’s a chance that a poem might be just a little too personal, a little too pointed , a little too … Continue reading →
I went outside to sit with the daffodils today. It may snow. That’s right. It may snow. Won’t be the first time the daffodils have been beaten down in their glory but it seemed a good idea to sit with … Continue reading →
The only thing that we know is that we know nothing and that is the highest flight of human wisdom.
