Harumph.

Home Alone, adult style.  All menfolk out of the house for the night.  My evening plan to attend the roller derby nixed, though I could have attended had I gone in my own vehicle.  (An option left unsuggested.)  But, I shall sit outside in the cricketsong and honey-pinking sky against the mountains, with a favorite…

GhostWalk. (Poem)

‚ÄčAmong the stones today, I realized so much of my life remains virginal.  Pure, unexplored, blank canvas clean opportunities – awaiting my hand, mouth, heart to travel their invitations and enlightenments.  Above the crust. Among the stones, gray soldiers a’row silent senators convened by various ends, bid solemn tiding:  ideas brought here do not flourish;…

Forest Through.

Empty nest – what empty nest? Our nest has people.  Some are not-quite mine, some (when they visit) are very much mine.  Our nest is not empty.  There is a dog here, and a man and a teenboy.  And me.  Not empty.   But, it is not full, either. There’s an essay going around social…

A Day Off… Aug. 25, 2017

Funny. Today’s horoscope said I have lots of focus and drive (in fact, almost too much), and feel compelled to use that flow to get a lot done for myself. Currently, my imagination is FULL of focus (on 15 different projects and tasks, and in my mind, I am doing them all at once, with…

To Tell the Truth. A conversation. June 12, 2014.

Acquaintance: “I had no idea you made art! I love your writing but I had no idea you make art, too!” Accepting these compliments blushing, I explain (briefly) how I used to act a bit, too, and that I’d once hoped acting would be my life’s work. She thought that was wonderful and asked if…