To My Younger Self

Here, on Olde Poetry Monday Friday, a poem I wrote in 2012. I don't remember writing it, but with all the changes going on in my life, I thought it was appropriate.   To My Younger Self To my younger self, A bit of advice for your future. When Coach Smith tells you not to... Continue Reading →

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This Child

So, I know I do this a lot, but I just stumbled upon an old poetry assignment from high school... based upon the first Walt Whitman poem I ever read. I thought it was lost, but it was on an old flash-drive I recently dug up. Considering the huge effect that Walt Whitman's poems have... Continue Reading →

Just a Moment…

This week, landscapers came to do some yard work at our house. So, being the occasionally nice human being that I am, I figured I would park my car in the street so they could pull into the driveway, which would hopefully make it easier for them to get their work done. The issue is,... Continue Reading →

Duality

There is a butterfly bush in my backyard. It's not uncommon to spot little winged friends taking a sip of nectar, or catching a break from the hot sun. The other day, I was looking out the window and spotted two butterflies in the air by the butterfly bush. Both were of decent size, but... Continue Reading →

Beauty Standards

On this beautiful summer day, I present to you a haiku about what goes through my head every so often when doing my "grooming" routine... Ode to Eyebrows Uneven eyebrows, Are a total plucking pain. Beauty standards suck.

Fly

Another addition for Olde Poetry Monday, this one circa 2009. Please enjoy.   I don't get why people tell me, "never change." If I stayed the same, my biggest dream would still be to sprout wings and fly away. It's cute when you're five, but I don't think they have a major for that in... Continue Reading →

Fling the Shoe

The mind of a child is an incredible thing. When we were very young, my childhood best friend and I invented a game. We would swing on her swing set, go as high as we could, and fling our shoes off of our feet and send them flying across the yard, and see who could... Continue Reading →

Acceptance

A new entry for Old Poetry Friday, brought to you by Angsty Allie from 10th grade! No idea why I wrote this or if it was for an assignment or whatever, but enjoy!   “I don’t think that way... You MUST be wrong.” Must I? I don’t know for sure. But neither do you. Stop... Continue Reading →

Friendship Road

Once in a while, a missed turn can create a new adventure. My best friend and I were once driving home from an excursion (probably from our single local book store) and had to take a detour. Afterward, a miscommunication resulted in us missing not only one, but two turns that would keep us on... Continue Reading →

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