Friday, January 31, 2014

And on the 150th day the plumber said, "Let there be water," and there was water. And the plumber saw the water was good. And the plumber said "Let the water run from the bathroom sink." And it was so. And the plumber separated the check from our checkbook. And on the 150th day, the bathroom was finished. 
Hallelujah!

Thursday, January 30, 2014

Wednesday, January 29, 2014

mindful writing, small stones-Jan 29, 2014

unsure of my Neostylis orchid's fragrance
until I saw my cat sniff a blossom
and shake his head in disgust

Friday, January 24, 2014

Thursday, January 23, 2014

mindful writing, small stones-Jan 23, 2014

I cross over the frozen river
the stillness of the water captured
in this winter moment

in the distance 
frozen in air
the white billowing smoke 
of the nuclear towers

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

mindful writing, small stones-Jan 21, 1014

hotel parking lot
cars' windshield wipers
point up to the sky
rubber tree limbs in the snow storm

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Saturday, January 18, 2014

mindful writing, small stones-Jan 18, 2014

treating my scarred hand
remembering when my grandmother
would burn herself while cooking
her burns took so long to heal 
and left deep dry purple scars
I notice the same on mine

Friday, January 17, 2014

Thursday, January 16, 2014

mindful writing, small stones-Jan 16, 2014

waking to another winter day...
with thick fog out my window
I'm inclined to perhaps write a novel
"50 Days of Grey"

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

mindful writing, small stones-Jan 15, 2014

The new telephone pole
is light and smooth.
The old telephone pole,
dark and full of holes,
leans a little to the left.
In the darkness of the storm
the wet poles are all the same.

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

mindful writing, small stones-Jan 14, 2014

two flocks of geese
fly towards each other
sliding through their V-formations
like a well-choreographed marching band

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Saturday, January 11, 2014

mindful writing, small stones-Jan 11, 2014


Driving home from the vet's office
the cat stops meowing 
when I sing along with the Plain White T's...

..."And all your tears will subside" 
Plain White T's – Rhythm of Love

Friday, January 10, 2014

mindful writing, small stones-Jan 10, 2014

walking in the snow back to my car
I look for the boot prints I made before
among dozens of others

Thursday, January 9, 2014

mindful writing, small stones-Jan 9, 2014

on the airplane, can't help overhear
the salesman's phone conversation
"I'm ready to step up to the plate
and knock one out of the park."
... I sigh.

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Tuesday, January 7, 2014

mindful writing, small stones-Jan 7, 2014

fluid twists and plunges --
the flock of black birds ride icy wind currents,  
patterns mutating the sky
                 

Sunday, January 5, 2014

mindful writing, small stones-Jan 5, 2014

in the quiet of the night
only the sound of a clock 
tick
    tock
tick
    tock

Friday, January 3, 2014

mindful writing, small stones-Jan 3, 2014

after the winter storm --
the scrape of shovels on the sidewalk
the whir of stuck tires in the snow bank
the bang of a sparrow into the glass door
the silent stealth of the cat

Thursday, January 2, 2014

Wednesday, January 1, 2014