What do you think of when you see a wall of post office boxes?
I wonder about the recipients – who they are, what kind of mail they get besides bills, catalogs, and birthday cards…
Dear Ice Berg,
How many more times must the sun set before you fill a glass from my kitchen faucet? Continue reading
The folks at Daily Press – and man do they have a fun way of inspiring awareness with their weekly photo challenge.
When I set out this week with the intention of recognizing the color orange, the fog lifted and all sorts of things suddenly popped from the landscape.
When my writers’ group, which I still fondly refer to as Seven Chicks On A Sunday Afternoon, decided that we needed a name, the Write Now Salon was born. The WriNoS (wait till they hear that one) gather once a month and
party free write to champagne prompts prepared by our group’s facilitator the beautiful and talented Laurie Lessen Reiche – painter, poet, photographer.
As anyone who has done a free write knows, some strange *$%&# gets put down on paper when you hand your muse a pen and set her loose for five minutes, especially when your favorite body part is the subject and the jump-off line is written in bold print:
In celebration of my bellybutton, I must tell you first about my toes. Continue reading
Posted in ADVENTURES, Essay, HUMOR, WRITING CHALLENGES
Tagged adventure, blog, Donna Lambo-Weidner, nursery rhymes, This Little Piggy, Write Now Salon, writer, writing prompts
Raven clings to the towering worn-out
pine like a shining star still snagged
on last December's holiday tree.
does he truly cling?
Perhaps it's simpler -
Perhaps he's merely perched,
perusing his neighbors welcoming
Posted in ADVENTURES, HUMOR, POEMS, TEACHINGS FROM THE FAR NORTH, VIEW FROM MY SOAP BOX
Tagged adventure, air totems, Donna Weidner, off-handed humor, poetry, portents, raven