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More Than

More Than

Without Love, I am words faded, erased on a page, no more than the shavings left behind, without Hope. Yet this contradiction exists—- In lowy state, we find our Bliss. In poverty, I lay Me down And there find Calvary’s Love—- But what do I really know of this? O, to...
Climb Baby Climb

Climb Baby Climb

Todd was watching a Borg/McEnroe Tie-Breaker Documentary. I stood watching first McEnroe work his way back, then Borg, then McEnroe, then Borg, I was frozen to the screen and forgot why I had walked into the room… Borg wins what the announcer calls a “Mt....
Thanks for the Mess?

Thanks for the Mess?

Remember to breathe,“ T says as I stand up after several hours of writing, and stretch. I’m reminded of the words, “Debbie, you don’t breathe.” The actor sitting beside me in the dressing room had noticed and said, “Breathe, girl, breathe!” I...
Don’t Be Discouraged

Don’t Be Discouraged

Sometimes when I wake I’m surprised to discover Something stuck in my head I worked hard to let go of Yet it’s from this place Where discouragement lingers from those we’ve allowed to discourage us that We can close the door Be reminded instead To encourage...
Surviving the Vicissitudes of Writing

Surviving the Vicissitudes of Writing

“Todd,” I say after reading the comments from my writing mentor on my new manuscript. It seems the banter between two old(er) souls who have stuck together through the vicissitudes of life, with his guidance, that I have somehow captured and assembled, might work. It...

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