A Little About Me
Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner
I am an adventure seeking ponderer of the mysteries of the universe, writer of children's books (represented by Stephen Fraser of the Jennifer DeChiara Literary Agency), and lover of anything involving armor, archery, or swashbuckling.
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Category Archives: HUMOR
IT’S DECEMBER? WHAT HAPPENED TO NOVEMBER?
I woke up this morning, with my back to a tree wond’ring how on earth my chin hairs had grown past my dimpled knees. The last thing I remember, someone cried out, “trick-or-treat!” Now it’s suddenly December? Are those gnomes … Continue reading
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ODE TO ME BONNIE BLUE PLAID WELLIES
Oh, y’ve done me well, me bonnie blue plaid wellies, always keepin’ me from sinkin’ deep in bogs squishy, black, an’ smelly. I’ve enjoyed our strolls across lush fairy glens, twistin’ up trails o’ sweet smellin’ heather,
THE CASE OF THE PURLOINED PICKLE
Alice Wetherby-Pimms had a peculiar penchant for pickles. Be they sweet, sour, or dill, the child was mad about brined cucumbers. Chips, chunks, cubes, finely chopped relishes, halves, slices, spears, sticks and whole, no matter their shape, Alice craved them … Continue reading
MINDING MY Ps AND Qs – A Punctilious Quest
Once upon a dreary Sunday many Mays ago, it was unclear whether Alice Wetherby-Pimms had quaffed the dregs of a liter of PLYMOUTH and nodded off under the Steinway or if the ten-year-old had passed out cold in the wake … Continue reading
SECRETS, LIES, and SFOGLIADELL’
They say the day Aunt Frankie married Uncle Sally was a day that would live in infamy. I’d learned Franklin D. Roosevelt said that when Pearl Harbor was bombed, but no, most of the family, actually, only the uncles, would … Continue reading
IN HOT PURSUIT OF THE UNTETHERED MIND
Because our minds are not confined to the constraints of our craniums, a ride down the rabbit hole can be endless with its twists and turns, zigs and zags, steep climbs, and plummeting tumbles into a time-sucking abyss. You’re familiar … Continue reading
POETIC PONDERING ON: What rhymes with Wisteria?
An abundance of wisteria if found flourishing in Bulgaria might migrate to Bavaria causing
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A MIDWINTER NIGHT’S MADNESS
Alice Wetherby Pimms physically felt time pass in the coursing of her blood for as long as she could remember. Every second -tick, tick, tick- was like an invasion of needle-nosed imps nipping at the underside of her plump flesh. Each … Continue reading
IF I WERE A ______ LOVE POEM: A Valentine Pondering Of Sorts
If I were a simple love poem I’d, first of all, want to rhyme, then, be flawless and impeccable in meter and time, but since life is not perfect, nor is this holiday poem, I’ll continue in free-verse (maybe) to a chorus … Continue reading
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CUPID, THANK YOU FOR SHARING YOUR DAY
I know it’s presumptuous, and most likely, not easy. It just might, in fact, be considered quite sleazy, to expect you, dear Cupid, to share your day with another, even though this worthy project has been sanctioned by your brother. … Continue reading