Poetry in a Box
Those tiles, they sit. Ready to be mailed, unsent. Poetry in a box. Words on little magnets waiting to be scrambled and played with and arranged. Poetry in a box...... More »
Those tiles, they sit. Ready to be mailed, unsent. Poetry in a box. Words on little magnets waiting to be scrambled and played with and arranged. Poetry in a box...... More »
I usually give my best to every situation. Call it commitment... call it being a fool. It's just me. All or nothing. Somehow, that's just not good enough for some. Wait. How can that be? ... More »
Part of me wishes I could surrender my stubborn streak, but my stubborn streak disagrees.
The beauty of yesterday for the beauty of today.
Saturday afternoon, just as the super fine snow had begun to fly, Karl and I met Kevin at the beach in Milford. We wanted to see if we could squeeze in a few shots before... More »
The best thing that I lost was insecurity, and that happened in third grade. Boy, that year made such a difference in my life. I really became a different person, and I thank my teacher,... More »
"We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to accept the life that is waiting for us." -- Joseph Campbell It took me a long time to realize... More »
French fries... hands down! I think those fries go straight to my thighs... time to cut 'em out of my life! ;-)