A remembrance poem for a gentle dog who licked my hand and leapt into my heart.
In the winter of our COVID-19 discontent, spring is a reminder that resilience, empathy and love are the strongest contagions.
Everyone touches the world in their own way. Making my own tiny imprint through this blog, I want to write more about the gentle things in life.
A poem by Gordon Parks speaks of curiosity, wonder, celebration of life and nature, and the awesome, simple, dead-on-target mindfulness of children.
I’m not on the recommended pace to write a poem each day this month to participate in National Poetry Month, but this one happened in about 30 seconds. There will never be another muse like my Dad. He was a remarkable, wonderful, loving, accepting, listening […]
The author of the A Passers By blog says, “Give me a word and I will write a poem starting with that word.” So I did!
This heartfelt, ironic, wry and ultimately sweet poem is worth 3 minutes of your time. Click on the link below to hear it read aloud. Merry Christmas. E. B. White sends Christmas greetings to uncertified accountants, old men asleep in libraries, and people who think […]
This beautiful, gentle, tranquil and philosophical poem is rich with imagery, illustrative of the concept and value of mindfulness, and fills me with hope.
Reconstructing Grandpa in the museum of my heart – a poem in memory of an amazing man, Thomas Carlyle Holt.
I have never said this in a public forum: my brother’s untimely death four years ago was a suicide. Hear my plea: if you’re hurting, please tell someone.