Category Archives: Poetic Bloomings

Out of Step

Remember when you took my hand, we walked out on the floor? A grin struck wide, so full and grand, that day I would adore. While in your arms, I danced on clouds to music for our soul. Our hearts … Continue reading

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Lingering Wisdom and Bad Thursdays

Ever heard of an oddquain? Me neither, until today. Here are my first two attempts: Lingering Wisdom “Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.” — Alfred, Lord Tennyson Wise beyond years, but not by knowledge. Learning from experience, lasts. — Bad Thursdays … Continue reading

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Suntan Lines

With the idea of sundamaged skin cast aside, there are few things I find as enticing or sensual as suntan lines. So this week’s writing prompt turned out to be a lot of fun. Suntan Lines I trace the outline … Continue reading

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Sounds at the Beach

We go to the beach to relax, but do you realize how noisy it can be?  From the roaring ocean, the whipping wind, there are lots of sounds – especially when you throw in a few screaming kids! Sounds at … Continue reading

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Puzzle Pieces

Random thoughts can lead to quite interesting places. Sometimes, you just need to follow the rabbit trail and see what you find. I found “Hazel Train” on just such a path. Hazel Train My best friend, ran so hard from … Continue reading

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Hexsonetta

With dear friends and family members that are firefighters, I can think of few others who give so much of themselves for complete strangers. Thank you to every one of them. Heroes Every Day To idly stand aside, would tear … Continue reading

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Joyful Loss

A poem for a bride and groom – an epithalamiam. Joyful Loss And so begins a father’s loss with a black tie and a white dress and lovely pictures. Gripping memories of decades past, holding hands and holding tight, which … Continue reading

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