I usually have no trouble writing. I just sit down and let my fingers do the thinking either on a keyword or with a pen in hand. I love writing. It is like breathing to me. It makes possible my thoughts in print. Only then do they become real and remembered.
Tag: Poetry
Rainy Day Poetry
Rain allows for quiet contemplation. It beckons us to sit and ponder. We can watch from our window the refreshing drenching rain. It covers everything with healing and hope. It renews.
Summer’s End
This weekend we had classic summer thunderstorms that blew the yellow leaves of the trees and created rivers from tiny streams. The power of nature is breathtaking and awesome. It reminds me of how small we truly are.
Small Joy: Things to Look Forward to
But the truth is I’m mentally and physically exhausted. Where writing usually energizes me, I found it to be a daunting task. So I let myself take a break, and now I find it’s hard to get back into the flow. What do I write about? What uplifting story can I tell? I do not know.
Object Connections: Janet Wong’s Poetry
Last week, I had an opportunity to attend a poetry workshop presented by Janet Wong and sponsored by Rutgers University Center for Literacy Development, which is directed by Dr. Lesley Morrow.
Miami Color
Soaking in Miami color to celebrate the ending of summer. I hope these images will sustain me during the cold, northeastern winter.
August Interlude
An August Interlude in photographs and poetry - the last few weeks of summer before my school work begins again.
Grateful Writer
Before I could write, I loved to tell stories. I told stories to anyone who would listen. I loved to listen to other people’s stories too. I was a master eavesdropper by the time I was four. I loved the warp and weft of the words people told.
Welcome Spring!
clearer. I can push world events away for just a little while.
What Little Girls are Made of
When I walk down the corridors, I am greeted by a variety of girls, ages three to eleven. They wear colorful leggings, light-up sneakers, unicorn headbands, wild curls and long twisted braids. They come in all shapes, shades, and sizes. And they are the hope we need in this world, especially right now.
Word Dancer: Literature, the Arts, & Education 