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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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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Tagged adventure, Ann Rose, D. G. Lambo-Weidner, D.G.Lambo, Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner, Iowa Caucus, Jessica Garrison, Liberty and Justice Dinner, Mekisha Telfer, Mexico, Pete Buttigieg, poem, SCBWI Conference, Stephen Fraser, U.S. Presidential Candidates for 2020
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MINING 4 MEMORIES IN THE LEAST LIKELY PLACE
webs of spun silk billow in morning’s mild breeze sparkling orbs handiwork of moonlight’s toil twinkle plucked from the cosmos of recollection a cache of memories cling to spider’s haphazard roadmap many muddled fuzzy out of reach others beckon for … Continue reading
NOW THAT HALLOWEEN HAS PASSED…
“…gather your witches, vampires and bats, spiders, ghosties and arch-backed black cats. Stand them together with goblins and ghouls, then stack them up high on the backs of pack mules, Or store them in boxes way up in your … Continue reading
Posted in ADVENTURES, HOLIDAYS, HUMOR, POEMS
Tagged adventure, D. G. Lambo, Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner, Halloween, poem
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‘TIS THE NIGHT OF WINTER SOLSTICE
‘Tis three nights before Christmas, the day after Hanukkah, eight from St. Lucia, and five ’til Kwanzaa. ‘Tis two months since Diwali, India’s festival of light, as Sun settles into our world’s longest night. A breeze hugs the mountain, nudging … Continue reading
REQUIEM FOR AN UNNAMED SOUL
A clean page A fresh start That is the promise. Did you decide it was time to leave? Or did you depend on your heart to make that choice? Were you in over your head – unable to see the silver … Continue reading
AS NOW FADES TO YESTERDAY
When this very second is no longer the future and becomes the past in less time than it takes to type this sentence, living in the moment almost seems easy, but is it? If I just plug along and operate on auto … Continue reading
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Tagged adventure, author, blessings, Donna Lambo-Weidner, DPchallange, dp_photo_challenge/ephemeral, Hawaii, Lana'i, poem, Shipwreck Beach
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THE STOWAWAY
Three hours in, and it’s a crapshoot as to whose self-control has disintegrated faster than tissue paper kissed by a lit match. From where, oh where did that blast of vile wind spring forth? What insidious organ expelled you from its … Continue reading
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Tagged adventure, airplane gas, Donna Weidner, fart poem, flatulence, poem
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‘TWAS THE NIGHT OF WINTER SOLSTICE
‘Twas three nights before Christmas, the fifth of Hanukkah, four from Galungan, and still five ’til Kwanzaa. ‘Twas two months since Muharram and India’s festival of light, when sun snuggled down into earth’s longest night.
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Tagged 'twas poem, adventure, author, blog, Christmas, Diwali, Donna Weidner, Galungan, Hanukkah, Happy New Year 2015, Kwanzaa, Muharram, poem, winter solstice
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If no one sees my tears, Does it mean I do not cry?
SONG OF MY SELF ~ An Introspection
While filing snippets of writing exercises, prompts, and ideas jotted on napkins in dark restaurants, I came across a poem I wrote using the first line in Walt Whitman’s 1892 poem “Song of Myself” as a starting point… “I celebrate … Continue reading
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Tagged adventure, author, blog, Donna Weidner, poem, Walt Whitman, writing prompt
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