Author Archives: Mary Beth Frezon

the grey of morning •
creeps up into the window •
pushing out darkness. Continue reading →

gruntled… Continue reading →

Came home, had a nice dinner, decompressed from the day… re-read my sonnet and still liked it… stuck a handful of small squares on the wall and they’re ok but i just don’t have enough of a direction to go … Continue reading →

Every geek is geeky in their own way •
to name the passion is to rouse the breast Continue reading →

As a bonus, here’s something that was a gift from a cousin many years ago and which still reminds me to “do the work!” every day. Continue reading →