Recently I took part in a writing contest to honor and support Sue Vincent. 99 words in response to this photo and ‘Hidden.’ We’ve lost Sue from this world now, but I love that my poem in her honor was named, Vibrant. That’s the exact word I would use to describe her unique and amazing…
Originally posted on sheri j kennedy ~ Riverside:
When I cleared the trees and arrived at the river, I had a moment of disappointment. The light was nearly gone from the place and the waters were blue and cold without highlights of the sun. But the rushing water sounded magnificent, still high after recent heavy rains,…
Wine & Words was a hit! Turn out was great, and everyone enjoyed the quality and entertainment of the stories, stage-plays and poetry that was shared. So much talent in our area! A big thanks to The Black Dog Arts Cafe’ for providing the venue and great food, drinks and service last night – as always!
Eyes open—propped with latte’s, cropped with bag-and-sag removing eye-opening work
Paid for yearly, dearly, from the surgeons hands.
But they don’t see him on the corner with his cardboard sign.
A sign of what’s to come. What is. His. Nothing.
Need for everything but Need…
Out of the ether, a couple of my old poems from university days showed up in my Facebook messages today from a friend who was – no doubt is – a brilliant poet. How funny that he still had these scraps and came across them. And how nice that he took the time to share them with me and send them back to my Recollection.
Note: drier should be *dryer*. I’ve come a long way, baby! LOL. The year is missing from the dates, but I’m guessing about ’85 or so.