HI 62 / LO 50, wind west-northwest at 6mph Our church bulletin includes advertisements from members. Some of you who just read that sentence will be appalled; others will think, "Yeah, so?" It is a Sunday as I write this. I just got home from church … [Read more]
Happy Father’s Day, Dad!
June 16, 2013 By Leave a Comment
HI 64 / LO 43, sunrise 5:45 a.m. Hey, Dad. Guess what? I wrote about you over at The High Calling this week. It's called "Monday Nights With Dad." love you! Megan P.S. I bought your card Saturday night at 5:55 p.m. It goes in … [Read more]
Ida Mae Gladney
June 12, 2013 By 4 Comments
HI 56 / LO 36, Feels like 36 I don't usually do book reviews, but I can't resist after reading Isabel Wilkerson's "The Warmth of Other Suns: The Epic Story of America's Great Migration." (Thanks for the recommendation, Dad and Kevin … [Read more]
?Que onda?
June 5, 2013 By 3 Comments
HI 62 / LO 42, morning sunshine Back in college, I spent a month in Campeche, Mexico, on the Gulf. The standard greeting I heard every day was, ?Que onda? Literally, it means, What wave? What wave has come to you today? or What are the … [Read more]
Hail poem
June 2, 2013 By 6 Comments
NOT ANGRY like oak pollen fuzzy yellow lies line the branches until hail hits hail the size of softballs smashes every north-facing window drives us deep indoors grapefruit-sized hail rids what … [Read more]
Flash Fiction
May 26, 2013 By 6 Comments
HI 70 / LO 46 This piece of flash fiction is inspired by one of my friends who is a grandma. One morning, her granddaughter was still up at 1:30 a.m. because she said there were snakes in her bed. The books listed are the real ones from this … [Read more]
Upside Down
May 22, 2013 By 2 Comments
HI 60/ LO 36, severe flood warning Last Thursday night, May 16, the final episode of The Office aired. I've written about The Office here before. My favorite, favorite Michael Scott line of all time is from the "Secret Santa" episode of season 6, … [Read more]
Fawn Poem
May 19, 2013 By 2 Comments
FAWN Whatever it is that makes this fawn wait so very still camouflaged in the lawn beside the curb, it is the hoof of childhood. The fawn’s eyes follow me. Its ears do not flick nor does it breathe too heavily. … [Read more]
Rock-Paper-Scissors
May 15, 2013 By 6 Comments
One of the best things about being in a poetry group is learning all sorts of odd, useless information. Like the official rules to Rock-Paper-Scissors (thanks, Lianne!). Did you know there is a World Rock-Paper-Scissors Society? Did you know they … [Read more]
Red Poppy Ride
May 12, 2013 By 2 Comments
The poetry assignment was to take a poem you like, notice why you like it, and try to copy it. I chose e. e. cummings' "i carry your heart with me" because I was supposed to read it a few weeks ago and got sick at the last minute. red poppy … [Read more]
