Writer.
—
at 8:09
I notice that
11 minutes seems like
a great deal of
time.
multiplied
many times by
all these rushing people
and squared again by the
sick ones,
biding and
abiding.
Then,
slowed,
by the
lounging dogs.
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I’m writing small stones as part of the January Mindful Writing Challenge. Feel free to join us. … Read on…The Time – small stone
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Last bit of
Snow on that
Surreal green patch.
Sun’s out.
We all live on
Meltaway Island.
— part of the 2013 Mindful Writing Challenge on “Writing Our Way Home”
… Read on…Meltaway Island
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Branch
Cracked and broken
Lays in the crook
Of her sister’s arm,
Halfway between
Then and
Gone.
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I’m writing small stones as part of the January Mindful Writing Challenge. Feel free to join us. … Read on…Widow Maker – small stone
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Dirty snow
Week old.
Every shade of
Gray.
You’ve let
Dogs and plows and
Schoolchildren
Have their way with you.
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I’m writing small stones as part of the January Mindful Writing Challenge. Feel free to join us. … Read on…Dirty Snow – small stone
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red sky morning
wraps the bare maple
limbs in
taffy and cinnamon.
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I’m writing small stones as part of the January Mindful Writing Challenge. Feel free to join us. … Read on…Red Sky – small stone
cold slices the
dull morning. my head down,
feet breaking up the
snow crust. I’m a
mindless fog itself
pied pipering behind
sweetie’s tinkling collar
until
suddenly
my pupils contract:
My head snaps up.
The horizon has
Exhaled.
Hard.
Pushing the day’s
Amber light
Up’n at ’em.
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I’m writing small stones as part of the January Mindful Writing Challenge. Feel free to join us. … Read on…The horizon has exhaled – small stone
(Here’s a practice small stone to warm up for the kickoff of tomorrow’s Mindful Writing Challenge. I love that this writing challenge is in January: my favorite month of the year for writing. Feel free to join me and hundreds of others around the world!)
One red smudge between
The neighbor’s pine trees
Announces morning has
Arrived. It’s safe for me to
Open my eyes. … Read on…One Red Smudge