Daily Prompt
To look for a new job. To no longer work at Walmart.
Daily Prompt
My mom porch sits with me. It is a daily thing. It is fun and enjoyable time to talk about our days.
Daily Prompt
I like the local places. I like anything Mexican or Mediterranean. Which the Mediterranean is hard to come by where I live. I love the local sushi place too. Ethnic over American.
Daily Prompt
I don’t know about best/worst but I have thought about getting a hedgehog. I can’t have a dog at my apartment and I am afraid a cat would knock everything over off my mantel, plus I don’t know where I would put the litter box. So maybe a hedgehog.
Unfinished, Untitled, Original German Poem
Die uralte steinerne Kirche steht tief im Wald,und hält stumm ihre Wacht wider das vordringende Chaos,das sich schleichend, unaufhaltsam,an ihre Mauern schmiegt und sie umklammert. Die vergessenen Bänke aus Holz,nicht länger getragen von den Frommen—deren wankende Seelen längst verirrt sind—sondern umfangen von ihren Brüdern,die aus dem Staub des Todes erhoben werden,zurückgeführt in den ewigen Kreislaufvon
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Daily Prompt
More public transportation would be nice. And a revitalization of the downtown square, which I think there is a committee working on that. Also if I could get my tea shop/bakery up and running that would be an improvement. 😀 😀 😀
“The Raven” by Edgar Allen Poe
The Raven By Edgar Allan Poe Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. “’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at
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“Behind Stowe” by Elizabeth Bishop
Behind Stowe Elizabeth Bishop I heard an elf go whistling by,A whistle sleek as moonlit grass,That drew me like a silver stringTo where the dusty, pale moths fly,And make a magic as they pass;And there I heard a cricket sing. His singing echoed through and throughThe dark under a windy treeWhere glinted little insects’ wings.His
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IT IS POETRY MONTH!!
Every year I post a poem a day (sometimes two) on my Facebook Page. This year I am going to try and post on my blog as well. The first poem I post every year is the first stanza from “The Wasteland” by T.S. Elliot April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the
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Daily Prompt
This is timely, as I am finally getting into a regular routine with my mornings. I listen to meditation first thing, then get out of bed and get coffee and play logic puzzle and freecell on my phone. Then I listen to the morning news while stretching and getting breakfast. Wash my face and then