Oh Oatmeal, oh bowl of oatmeal,
you cook up while the coffee brews
two scoops of flattened grain slide in
to just one cup boiling water Continue reading →
Here’s April again so here comes NaPoWriMo. Not sure if I’ll be able to stay with longer form all month but let’s start with a sonnet.The NaPoWriMo site prompts to try a Tanka but this is a stretch for me … Continue reading →
went out in the rain • my hair already wet • my body thirsty Continue reading →
This was yesterday’s job. My antique coffee grinder had been waiting around for me to commit and this was the only reasonable place it could go. Continue reading →
boil up the kettle • thinking of the endless cups • at grandma’s table Continue reading →
When we acknowledge that all of life is sacred and that each act is an act of choice and therefore sacred, then life is a sacred dance lived consciously each moment. When we live at this level, we participate in the creation of a better world.
