I have no idea what day of the week it is. I know the number, 26, but I don't know what day it is because my body has lost all feelings in this regard. You too? It's sooo bizarre! I mean, if I feel any day in my body it's Saturday. One loooong Saturday. I… Continue reading Holiday Time
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Poem 211 – How the day gets away
How the day gets away A quick conversation ebbs into an ocean of discoveriesAn eye rest becomes a deep sleep under an afternoon sky blanket A bite gathers courses and expands into dessertA coincidental run-in unfolds into a magical meant-to-be An email response thunders into a manifestoA direct drive corners into a dynamic detour Words… Continue reading Poem 211 – How the day gets away
Wounded Writers Ask – Free Write #8 – Root Words
Pick a noun or a verb and, in 10 lines or less, write a definition about something or someone. Don’t worry if your memory is accurate or not. LET GO. Let this definition honour your history. Period. Wicket from Word Well - who today is the hubby. TIME (sheesh. he's knows me too well.) Time: (noun)… Continue reading Wounded Writers Ask – Free Write #8 – Root Words
VANESSA SHIELDS 