sipping quince and lavender along the way The hummingbird flutters close listening for messages what will you tell them? will it be a sweet song? perhaps one of laughter and open heart? a reminder that all is well? do they have a message for you?…

There is no evil in the world Beyond that within man The spirit creation and destruction Often named to give form to the formless To protect the fragile ego, perhaps? I have always believed that the nature of man Violent Beautiful Incomplete We are a…

She bounces around like a Tigger, full of energy and fun doggy vigor. Her eyes shine with smart laughter and sweet loving trust as she brings her favorite toys out to play. She will do most anything for a treat or bite of food, and…

She said are you available For a video call I mean, yes, if we ignore An entire poetry marathon, then I’m good   But that’s mine, not yours You had something to share Precious and beloved And I want to see it   Nanduti An…

“normal is boring” the button on my backpack announced to the world as I coursed through my youth spiked red hair pierced eyebrow and brooding countenance confirmed I wanted nothing to do with status quo but to prod and dissect it upend conformity bend the…

Mitch Brown Hr 7   Normalcy is over rated I keep hearing about normal. But what’s really normal? No masks? People wore them before. Proper attire? No shoes, no shirt, no service. Business closing? Daily occurrence. Vaccinations? Jonas Salk anyone? We have been normal all…

My goal was, simply, to be normal. Married with children, then easing into retirement and grandparenting. Traveling now and then to some interesting or exotic place. A well-kept home, shaded and landscaped. A well-lived life, safe, loved, satisfied. But I have learned that vision of…

I tell them about how the golden spiral is found everywhere shells in the way trees branch out pinecone spirals   Everything is connected I say, we are all connected to one another and nature and the sky kisses the sea we can see it…

There’s no place like home With a coffin of glass In a magical forest Where they grieve as they pass For knowledge is poison And love was a lie There’s no kiss to wake her Just tears left to cry For each life she touched…

Twilight has exited Partnered with the shy moonlight Release to the Night