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Wake up and Smell the Coffee; Poems, Short stories, Bite-size news- old and new .....Because I Have a Voice!

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Well-made Beds

“Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.”  ― Allen Ginsberg if beds are made with more care... Continue Reading →

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Essence

if perfume had an emotion it would be a violent silence evoking quantum leaps into far-off memories raking over histories with a voice of unfading notes and a presence that may cloy or dim yet, never ever leaves ©Vivian Zems... Continue Reading →

Broken Crayons

I belong to a 50+-strong family Whatsapp group. Every so often, one of my cousins shares an article that's inspiring and thought-provoking. The last 2 lines of this poem were taken from one such article shared by my cousin, Theo.... Continue Reading →

Where Do We Go From Here?

Where do we go from here ....flexing nuclear warheads in a "mine is bigger than yours" fashion? Has memory stolen Hiroshima? Has forgetfulness erased Chernobyl? It’s no wonder that in this zeitgeist of social media posturing and flexing with all... Continue Reading →

Gently does it

There was a time when, if I dropped something, I'd pick it up without a second thought. Nowadays, when that happens, I yell for the kids (all the way upstairs or across town) to come pick it up! My yester... Continue Reading →

At Normal Temperature and Pressure

Kerry, on Real Toads challenges us to write to a landscape or image that resonates. I immediately thought of zen stones and water..then I got the perfect image. This is how I would describe myself to anyone. Still as paused... Continue Reading →

The Gardener

An excerpt for Verses of April. I wrote this to reflect the increasing rarity of care and compassion Day 4 whether to plant or to hoe the gardener takes care of his plot He tends to young plants lines up... Continue Reading →

Between Hither and Thither

A life will be spent getting from there to here discerning the ‘now’ from the ‘then’ -testing bridges that bear the weight of all our mistakes and flounderings And yet- as life oscillates between foolishness and wisdom from our Springs... Continue Reading →

A Sense of Flight (or Fight)

what is the sound of a feeling if it's from harm or healing? what is the taste of a punch if it's not a beverage with lunch? what is the look of an insult if it's from one you no... Continue Reading →

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