Christmas Day what I remember: walking to Starbucks with my sister & her husband tripping and falling flat on my face into a yard on the way home when I told my dad I’d fell, the way he took my hand, patted it, made sympathetic noises knowing it would be my dad’s last Christmas not…
Category: ordinary life
Walking Weekend in San Diego
I haven’t been in my car since I got home from work on Friday afternoon. I love weekends like this. I slept in (for me) on Saturday, getting up a little after 8 am. I got dressed and went to my favorite French cafe where I worked on poems and a little work. I stayed…
NPM – 20 of 30
Winter Solstice on the longest night of the year my father told us he was ready to die driving home, those lines popped in my head so I knew this poem had to come at some point it’s impossible to exist in these two roles daughter, poet without overlap ~~ his decision was both shocking…
Dad’s 78th
Yesterday was a tough day. April 21 is the day my dad was born back in 1940. He would have been 78 yesterday. This post came up on my FB memories yesterday from 2016: 6 years ago, my mom, dad, sister, her kid & her husband met up in Las Vegas to celebrate my dad’s…
NPM – 17 of 30
Food Haiku avocado toast coffee, french fries, ice cold Coke delicious pasta
NPM – 3 of 30
Today marks 3 months since my dad died. Poem from Inside His Hands when the man takes to his bed he starts on his left side and puts his left arm out so that I am facing up, my palm exposed sometimes I am slightly cupped my other rests along his side he likes to…
NPM – 2 of 30
Lung Point I discovered a bruise about a month ago when I pulled my shirt off at the end of the day I was surprised when I saw it by its darkness, by its shape – a narrow horizontal oval on my upper left bicep I touched it, but there was no pain I thought back…
Happy National Poetry Month! 1 of 30
Here we are again, friends! I have some prompts lined up for myself, so hopefully, I’ll be able to keep up, if not with complete poems, with fragments of some that I can work on at later points. But here’s one I started yesterday. I don’t think it’s quite done, but it’s something. Gaslamp in…
NPM – 30 of 30
So I’ll admit that I’m fudging a little bit here. I wrote something new last night, and I thought I would post it here. But I’m not quite ready to have it be seen. So I’m going to post this other piece I wrote in New Mexico. It’s an ‘identity’ poem where you consider memories…
the rest of the week
After the disappointment of Wednesday night, the rest of the weekend has been pretty good. On Thursday, out of nowhere, I decided to see a movie. Instead of a variety of Oscar-nominated films I could have chosen, I selected “Winchester” starring Helen Mirren. It’s about Sarah Winchester, heiress to the Winchester rifle company fortune and…
NaBloPoMo fail!
Yep, it completely slipped my mind that November is National Blog Posting Month. I was reading my sister’s blog at the beginning of the month, around the 5th or so, and that’s when I realized! Oh well. The month, though, has been pretty good. It started off with the Houston Astros winning the World Series….
a life well lived – Cathy Grawin
I just learned this morning that my dear friend, Cathy Grawin, passed away early Friday morning from ovarian cancer. I loved Cathy. I adored her. She was a role model to me in many ways. She was a woman who loved her life, who loved her work. She was an amazing plein air painter. We…
