Thursday, March 5, 2015

Movie Night Magic

Movie Night Magic

Dinner's done. The kitchen's clean.
We're wearing our comfy clothes:
stretchy pants, fuzzy slippers, old fleece shirt,
no bra - (Shh!! Nobody knows.)

The poodle with his chew toy
is snuggled against my knee.
Hubby has his glass of wine.
I cradle a cup of tea.

Pillows are plumped behind us
and afghans cuddle us near.
Popcorn's popped, lights are dimmed.
The volume's right, so we can hear.

It's cold and snowy outside.
We're holed up with no place to go.
Flickering light whirls us away.
Movie night magic! On with the show!

Monday, February 23, 2015

Tossing Pebbles

















Tossing Pebbles

Every thing we do,
every word we say
ripples in rings around us
like pebbles tossed in the bay.

Our influence
might make a BIG splash 
or just a tiny plop.
We never really know
how far our reach goes
or where the swell of circles stop.

So whether you just get your feet wet,
or you jump in right up to your chin,
the lives of others will be affected,
but you may not know how, or where, or when.

Give some thought to the things you do.
Speak with kindness what you have to say,
because whether you know it or not,
it matters how you live your life
and how you spend your day.

Every thing we do,
every word we say
ripples in rings around us
like pebbles tossed in the bay.

Monday, February 2, 2015

I'm Not Going Anywhere

I'm Not Going Anywhere

Ladle up the soup.
I'm not going anywhere.
You'll find me with a book
curled up in my chair.

Maybe later, I'll go outside
and shovel another round,
pushing, digging, lifting snow,
trying to find the ground.

But for now, I give up.
I'm too tired to fight.
I've lost the battle
with those frozen drifts of white.

I'm tired of being cold.
My back is stiff and sore.
My fingers are turning blue.
"UNCLE!" I cry. "NO MORE!"

Pour me a cup of tea, please.
Then I'll hit the sack.
I'll be napping until it's over.
Wake me up when spring comes back.


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It's that time of year again when I feel like I can't take any more snow, but of course, it just keeps coming. The poem above expresses that mood for me. Below are some shots of the snow outside of my house today. 





















































And because sometimes I like to be silly, I created these photos with Photoshop.






















































I hope you are staying safe and warm today! I'll be staying inside!

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

The Compulsive Cook

I made lasagna for my sons when they were home over the holidays which inspired me to write this silly children's poem below.  Don't try to read it too fast, or it will turn into a tongue twister for you.


The Compulsive Cook

Every kind of food she made
was piled in layers, one by one.
Each main dish, sandwich, side, and dessert
showed its stripes when it was done.

Homemade lasagna was layered:
meat, sauce, noodles, and cheese.
Her seven-layer salad held
lettuce, cheese, onions, celery,
bacon, mayo, and peas!

Cakes were layered, pancakes stacked,
tortes were tall chocolate towers.
Trifles, jello, cookies, and dips!
Sometimes she layered for hours!

No one knew what caused it--
this urge to stratify things nutritious,
but no one ever, ever complained,
because all the food she made 
tasted SOOO delicious!


Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Calendar News


Hello everyone. I've been lax in posting on this blog, but I am still around. I've been spending the holidays with my two sons and husband (in picture above) and with my extended families.

I do have news. Some of you may remember that one of my poems appeared on the September page in the Writer's Rising Up Digging to the Roots Calendar in 2014. The new calendar for 2015 is now available for free download for those who are interested, and two of my poems are in it. If you click here, then look for the months of June and November, you can read my poems that are included in the new calendar.

Speaking of calendars, I wish all my readers a Happy New Year! I hope 2015 is full of love, laughter, happiness, and blessings for all of you.

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Dressed For It

Dressed For It

Before I go out, on the gear goes,
layers and layers and layers of clothes,
trying to keep warm from my toes to my nose.

First come the long johns, thermal and clean,
(an important layer, although it’s unseen).
Thick wool socks are pulled up to my knees.
So much to wear to make sure I don’t freeze.

Warm heavy jeans and a homemade sweater,
a bulky knit scarf and boots made of leather,
a coat filled with down, light as a feather,
hat and gloves on last--look out winter weather!
                                
January comes, and it hits ten below.
I get sick of shoveling that cold, wet snow.
“Moving south is looking better,” I say,
but spring brings forgiveness…
and amnesia,
and …sigh…here I stay.

Thursday, November 27, 2014

Gratitude List

Gratitude List

So where do I start?
There is no end to the list.
Once begun, there's no stopping,
for fear something important will be missed.

Loved ones:
family and friends most dear;
good health; a clear mind;
Redeeming Grace;
(so blessed, so blessed,
to have faith without fear).

A home for shelter; food for strength;
clothes keep us warm and dry;
caring hearts allow us to love one another:
to give, to share, to feel, and to cry.

Overwhelmed with blessings,
too many to number.
Life filled with joy, music, art,
beauty, color, hugs, and wonder.

This is my gratitude list.
Each day it grows longer.
I am humbled, so honored,
so thankful. 
The magnitude of it all
gives me pause,
makes me ponder.


Happy Thanksgiving, everyone. I am grateful for you, my readers and friends.