the side of me most people never see
this seems to come instinctively to a mother
Describing the world around me with brevity
My love has been away a long, long time, And it looks like he’ll be gone much longer still.
What will we do when we are old?
Meandering Throughout the forest glen One chilly morn in early spring, I spied a wounded Carolina wren.
thoughts from someone who lives it
The therapeutic ramblings of a Welsh poet
Exploring a Universe of Poetry: a 52 Week Poetic Form Challenge
We are at war. Life is a battle. Every day we fight for joy, peace… love. This is correspondence from the front line.
Emergency lighting for times of darkness and fear
Guitarist / Songwriter / Blogger
Natalie. Writer. Photographer. Etc.
Bringing truth, goodness and beauty to children~ one whimsical (and sometimes silly!) story at a time.
Haiku...short and sweet (or not so sweet)
