Hope of Spring Creation’s writing love notes, inking jeweled lines on blue parchment and punctuating with a kiss of red. Snow dust spills in sunlight like makeup glitter, and life’s being conceived under a white sheet– hope of spring. Word count: 36 A repost In the stillness, Sandy
One Word Less For Lent 2017 – Day 4 – Living Each Detail
Living Each Detail “Jesus loved the secret places, getting out of the crowd, walking away to stop and enjoy the beauty of the creation, living each detail to its fullest knowing that our journey in this world can be short . . .” ~Jonathan Altmonte Word Count: 37 Graduate of Compassion’s Leadership […]
One Word Less For Lent 2017 – Day 3 – Fighting For You
Fighting for You One papered me with stickers The other readjusted, removed, stuck herself. They squabbled. We were baffled. Time for timeout? Yuleisy got to the bottom of it She’s fighting for you, she said, because her friend has offended you. Word Count: 38 In the stillness, Sandy Note: These sweet girls are part […]
6 R’s of Poetry Memorization
I finally settled on six weapons to finish off Prufrock—I mean, to complete this dare—and they each begin with the letter “R.”
How I’m Investing in Self-Care
Hi. I’m Sandra/Sandy/Snady/SHK, and I’m a Tweetspeak Poetry workshopaholic. I want to believe that the investment I make in these workshops will pay off, that I’ll eventually/someday reap what I sow in terms of my bank account. That may or may not happen. But I’m pretty sure that what I invest in self-care is immeasurable […]
Committing Prufrock: Chasing Rabbits
Here I am working on only my third barista badge. I have a ways to go, but I can’t look too far ahead. If I do, I’ll panic and start muttering in the streets about having to recite all “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” at once. This is a long poem, so I […]
Feeling the Weight of Time
Feeling the Weight of Time Today I’m feeling the weight of time. I glimpsed myself in the bank’s overhead monitor and saw not an older woman with graying roots and eyebrows in bad need of waxing but a younger version with two dark brown ponytails at a family picnic, remembered trail rides on a summer […]
Sunset in Key West
Sunset in Key West Then the sun melted into the sea, and we who were together for a few moments went our separate ways and melted into the night.
How in the Universe am I Going to Do This Thing?
After Tweetspeak pinned me down to memorize “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” (all of it) and after I stopped hyperventilating, I decided to take a bite of the peach with a smile. I rolled up my sleeves and the bottoms of my jeans (I can do that in November in South Florida) and asked […]
When You’re Without a Dare Care
One never knows when a certain editor might start to crack a dare, so it’s good never let one’s guard down. But there I was on Saturday morning—just sitting on a bench outside our cottage, enjoying the warm breeze as it wafted through the palms. I was watching tiny geckos, snapping a few pictures, and trying […]
