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Watching Moments

This was a relief. Being freed from editing my poetry book to respond to today's prompt; to write about this very moment. Now, what to write?....ok, I've got it. I can't hold onto time- not the present or the past.... Continue Reading →

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Sounds of Time

Do you hear that sound? it's the silence of conscience  patiently awaiting  a voice And what are those other sounds? the tick-tock of time the thumping of a million heartbeats the thrumming of countless pulses are they a mocking melody... Continue Reading →

Breaking My Silence

Mary Oliver, renowned poet has died at the age of 83. She was well known for her straight-talking poetry, believing that poetry 'mustn't be fancy". This made me think of all the poetry I've read over the years...and yes, there... Continue Reading →

The March

It's 2019, this is my first post of the year....and this is where we are. The fight for justice continues. Jakelin Maquin died in the custody of the U.S. Custom and Border Protection in December. She was 7. And again,... Continue Reading →

Cool, Calm…A-glow!

American Indians gave names to each of the full moons to keep track of the passing year. The names are associated with the entire month until the next full moon occurs. January happens to be my birth-month, and I've found... Continue Reading →

By The River Bank

As I sit by the river bank of pain I put all my sorrows in the bags under my eyes I’ll unpack when I get home ©Vivian Zems  Real Toads 

Planting Season

I believe that people are very much like plants- thriving (or not) according to the nutrients they receive. Even the most hardy of us requires a constant supply of the 'good stuff'. (I lost my aunt last week and we're... Continue Reading →

I’ve Got This

Sometimes in life we try to make sense of conflict by using the emotional tools at our disposal. Because every action is powered by a motive, I imagine that we could easily confuse our weapons and our wounds. How on... Continue Reading →

Once Upon A Pipe

When driving, I keep my eyes on the road. I might occasionally steal a glance in my rearview mirror- and certainly NEVER stare behind me. That ought to be how we live- facing the future-otherwise you're bound to crash. Having... Continue Reading →

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