Love, Poetry, waiting, Writing

I’m not the only one thinking this…

Not all words are meant for publication. Words like these that come at the urging of melatonin and a cup of chamomile tea usually find their way into my journal, but not onto my blog screen. Maybe these will. Who knows. Who knows how to navigate this long, strange corridor of a queen bed for… Continue reading I’m not the only one thinking this…

Poetry, Word, Writing

Love at First Write

I was asked today during a phone interview how long I've been writing. I said that I've been writing since I was ordering womb-service. Seriously though, I've always loved writing. Before age 10 I would make up skits complete with scripts and perform them with my sister. (James Moorer would have been so proud). I… Continue reading Love at First Write

Poetry

Vulnerable. Poetic.

I am a writer. More precisely, I am a poet. I always have been. 11-year-old me would stay up well past lights-out hiding under a blanket with a flashlight, paper, and pen to write. My friends were all reading Tiger Beat Magazine, the Babysitter's Club series and anything by Judy Blume. I was reading Chaucer's… Continue reading Vulnerable. Poetic.

Poetry

Night Before Christmas, Texas Style

'T'were the night a'fore Christmas, when throughout the ranch, Not an oak tree was stirring, not even a branch; Our workboots were set by the fireplace with care, In hopes that Ole Santy Claus soon would appear; The kiddos were bunked-in all snug in their beds, While pictures of candy-canes two-stepped in their heads; This… Continue reading Night Before Christmas, Texas Style

Poetry, Word

King David and Stuttering Metrical Dactyls (just read)

I imagine King David, writing instrument in hand, scroll on one knee, writing furiously - trying to beat the dusk. This is when poets live - as the world falls asleep, poetic minds wake - Imagery marches down the page. Poetic hearts beat iambic pentameter, Thoughts come faster than hands can write... da-DUM da-DUM da-DUM… Continue reading King David and Stuttering Metrical Dactyls (just read)