We live in the past tense,always looking back over our shoulderto see where we’ve been before.So much wanting,needing,to remember better dayswhen life overflowed with joy.The trouble is we cannot go…
It’s a messeverywhere I look.It’s so sad.We need help.I’ve got low expectationsit will come in time. (My first attempt at writing in the Shadorma form.) Happy Poetry Month! Elise Skidmore…
April is the month when we finally start to feel like spring is actually here. The first spring flowers sprout, the trees begin to bud, and the warmer temperatures convince…
In case you didn’t know, April is Poetry Month. Those of you who’ve been following me for a while, know that I usually attempt the Poem A Day challenge (aka…
I tried to get you in the poetry mood at the beginning of the month with a poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay, and since we’re halfway through the month,…
My mother rarely wore perfume, opting mostly for soap and water clean. Now and then she would get a small bottle of some flowery scent from Avon— honeysuckle, hyacinth, lilac,…
It’s no joke that tomorrow is April Fool’s Day, but it’s also the beginning of Poetry Month. As usual, I’ll be attempting the PAD (Poem A Day) challenge, but to…
April sure has been a busy month, what with Easter, scurrying to get Covid vaccine appointments, and keeping up the PAD challenge. But it seems I’ve made it through, so…
Since it’s Poetry Month, my wonderful publisher has been extra hard at work putting together these videos of me reading some of the poems from Looking for the Light: Hindsight…
What does the future hold? It used to be exciting to ponder the possibilities. Maybe I would travel the world and meet a handsome prince who would sweep me away…
