Small Stones: Day Thirty One

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

We are done.
This month of collecting pebbles
somehow built a dam.
I'm ready to let the river
rage.

Favorite Oldie...

An Interview with External Validation and Self Doubt

Small Stones: Day Thirty

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written - just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

Are we there yet?
Almost. Patience, Dear.
It's another quarter mile
up the hill
and around the bend...
to where the journey begins.

Favorite Oldie...

Perfectly Imperfect

Small Stones: Day Twenty Nine

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written - just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

Having no idea why,
I laughed
just because you laughed.
It was the infection
in your inflection
that pulled me
over your edge.

Favorite Oldie...

Suffer the Fool

Small Stones: Day Twenty Eight

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written - just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

We've fought our way up
through the cracks in the concrete.
We are beautiful oddities,
the bright stain in a dull world,
and heedless of whether
or not anyone gives a shit,
we thrive.

Favorite Oldie...

New Year, New Paradigm

Small Stones: Day Twenty Seven

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written - just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.


Today's Small Stone...

For one poet
the fog came on little cat feet.
For me it comes
on the memory of a snowy day,
a grade school classroom,
an old portable record player,
and Sandburg's voice
yanking a little girl away
to a bay she'd never seen.

Favorite Oldie...

Boxing Match

Small Stones: Day Twenty Six

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

Soft pink petals open,
scent lingers on the air...
The coffeemaker gurgles,
scent lingers on the air...
You kiss my cheek before you leave,
scent lingers on the air...

Favorite Oldie...

Excuse Me

Small Stones: Day Twenty Five

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written - just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

I wanted to say,
"Your insecurity is cloying."
I wanted to say,
"Your constant chatter
about your mundane life
is vapid and boring."
Instead, I looked
in the mirror and said,
"Get over yourself,
Arrogant Bitch."
To you I said,
"Oh. Mmm hmm? How nice."

Favorite Oldie...

Expertly Stubborn

Small Stones: Day Twenty Four

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written - just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

A hawk circles the field
looking for food
as I dig through a box of crackers,
eating only the broken ones
in case I find something
to put on the whole ones.
Always, my life is in metaphor.

Favorite Oldie...

The I Can't Stand Can't Rant

Small Stones: Day Twenty Three

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

When did I become such a slob?
Dust takes up permanent residence in my home,
and I don't care.
I'm busy living.

Favorite Oldie...

The Truth Remains: Lessons I've Learned

Small Stones: Day Twenty Two

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

I am weary of these tiny pebbles.
I long to throw a boulder in the river.
I'm happiest when I can muck up the current.

Favorite Oldie...

Let Me In

Small Stones: Day Twenty One

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

Back to front
and limbs tangled,
we drifted to sleep.
I thought,
"There's no moment in my life
as safe as this one."

Favorite Oldie...

How To Boil Water

Small Stones: Day Twenty

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

3:30 a.m.
watching dark clouds scuttle
against a full moon sky,
I revel in the hush
before the madness

Favorite Oldie...

Any Taters In That Gallimaufry?

Small Stones: Day Nineteen

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

My early memories of Hungary
are busses and armpits,
and playing at the lake,
and the huge, newspaper wrapped, whole fried fish
we ate with our fingers.
When I go nostaligic for home,
this is what floods me.

Favorite Oldie...

Kia Ora

Small Stones: Day Eighteen

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.


Today's Small Stone...

More mornings of my life than not
I have eaten cereal for breakfast.
I'm trying to think of another near constant in my life.

Favorite Oldie...

Nature Abhors A Vacuum

Small Stones: Day Seventeen

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.


Today's Small Stone...

I find my hairs everywhere.
I lose still more when I brush my hair.
It's a wonder to me that I am not bald.
Yes, this is metaphor
mixed with a soupçon of truth.

Favorite Oldie...

...And the List Goes On

Small Stones: Day Sixteen

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.


Today's Small Stone...

The storm raged,
all raining fury and howling wind.
Later,
washed up in the gravel,
a note read,
"I was here.
I wish you was too."

Favorite Oldie...

Stupid Is As Stupid Does

Small Stones: Day Fifteen

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

Your laughter
makes my body sway -
an ancient beast
paying homage
to all the gods
that never were.

Favorite Oldie...

A Little Dab'll Do Ya

Small Stones: Day Fourteen

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

The door wide open
and off the hinge
gave a new vantage point
to the world outside.

Favorite Oldie...

Pass the Ketchup, Please

Small Stones: Day Thirteen

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.


Today's Small Stone...

Yesterday I cried
for a little girl who was once
lost in the seriousness of life.
I've seen her before,
but don't always acknowledge her.
This time
I kissed the mirror.

Favorite Oldie...

...She Said Peevishly

Small Stones: Day Twelve

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.


Today's Small Stone...

"Careful what you wish for,"
you said.
"For it is surely coming your way."
But I didn't hear you
above the deafening roar
of the avalanche.

Favorite Oldie...

Ars Gratia Artis

Small Stones: Day Eleven

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

I don't like polished stones.
I much prefer pebbles
like the one I just found outside my door.
I can't help but wonder...
what mountain might it have come from,
which river wore down the rough edges,
who's child kicked it along the road
to end at my door.
So it is with people.
The pretty ones hold no interest.
The ones who've made it along their path,
no matter the cost,
do.

Favorite Oldie...

How Touching

Small Stones: Day Ten

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.


Today's Small Stone...

They joked about her
being carried off by baboons
and made their queen...
little knowning she'd much prefer
the company of red-assed monkeys
over silly self-righteous hens.

Favorite Oldie...

Do Be Do Be Do

Small Stones: Day Nine

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.


Today's Small Stone...

apricots, peaches, nectarines, plums, cantelope, strawberries
this Winter sunrise makes me think of Summer fruit
Camus was so right

"In the depth of Winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible Summer."
~Albert Camus

Favorite Oldie...

The Flavor of a Day

Small Stones: Day Eight

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

You say I hide in humor.
I say I thrive because of it.
Laughter is my dance, and
by the way, these are my shoes.
Not yours.

Favorite Oldie...

The Court Jester Wins

Small Stones: Day Seven

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

In the sound of the rain
I hear my Grandmother's long lost whisper,
"Shh... shh shhh shhh..."
I am never alone
or without comfort.

Favorite Oldie...

Exact Change Only

Small Stones: Day Six

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.


Today's Small Stone...

Dear John,
I find it ironic...
you hated my tears,
yet you left me with so many.

Favorite Oldie...

The Gypsy Connection

Small Stones: Day Five

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.


Today's Small Stone...

I was painting.
I stopped mid-stroke and looked at my palette.
I thought...
People who only see things in black and white
miss out on a lot of really beautiful colors.

Favorite Oldie...

Committing Commitment

Small Stones: Day Four

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.


Today's Small Stone...

I ate cookies for breakfast.
How can anything with oatmeal, butter, brown sugar and raisins be wrong?
Oh, the illicit pleasure found in a morning alone.

Favorite Oldie...

Think Outside the Box

Small Stones: Day Three

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

that anything dark and murky
could make a morning so right...
this ode's for you
oh, cup o' bean!

Favorite Oldie...

Cheesy Grin

Small Stones: Day Two

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

The sno-capped mountains
sparkle in the sun...
great glittering teeth
at the mouth of my dreams

Favorite Oldie...
A Gypsy, A Dog, and A Mountain

Small Stones: Day One

Happy New Year!!!

I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.

Today's Small Stone...

I melt
every time he hugs me
I am a river of emotion

Favorite Oldie...
A Story of True Love