As Destiny doesn’t come calling

For Cooper on her 22nd

You have to pretend that this is a podcast. It was going to be one. Imagination is good for the soul. Poetry is not something I excel in.

Cooper who comes from too many places.
Cooper has too many names to list,
none being Alice.
That wasn’t unexpected, no non-
masochistic parents would
risk so much teasing.
And really, the Empress of Wonderlandornot
has way more suitable names. Continue Reading »

Stumble it!

E-x-c-l-u-s-i-o-n or I never really liked Groucho Marx but sure would want to belong to a club he belonged to

The post below is much more interesting. This is what I call a vanity post. Not a pity party as I’m not pitying me, but was written for me, by me, because I needed and wanted to get it out.

Oh nobody should blog while high on life. Gorgeous day and yes I am weather obsessed.

Saturday it was raining and miserable and I was antsy because I needed to be out walking, pacing the 600 square feet just doesn’t do it, nor does the cute bike machine or the even cuter exercise horsey.

When I was blogging for two blogs, there never was a day that there was an email lull. Was Saturday. Part of me was thinking, nobody loves me, part of me was wondering if Gmail was down, and part of me was delirious with joy Continue Reading »

Stumble it!