Creating in this garden of life
about all manner of things
Does “coffee grounds” always refer to those that have been spent. Ground coffee before, and coffee grounds after? Coffee grounds stink once the juice of the bean has been steeped. They make a huge mess when being dumped from the filter, they hit the edge of the garbage can and land sprawled across the kitchen … Read more
Prompt: Cherry Jam Forget that! I love strawberry freezer jam. It almost always comes out perfectly, and tastes like berries picked from the vine. One needs to keep vanilla ice cream in the house, for those times when the fool proof recipe doesn’t work, and the sticky goo runs all over the place. … Read more
How I lost my feet I lost my feet this very day as I stepped off of the bus, running a little late for class. I tripped somehow, and before I realized I was on my way down, there I sat in a puddle of salt and sand, my dress wicking the whole mess , … Read more
First Sign of True Spring Still waiting Crocus and daffodils poke their heads through the detritus remaining in the garden. It snows. Birds are fooled into thinking that the fickle warmth has come to stay. It snows. Magnolia and dogwood buds, prove too much for the branches to bear following one last heavy snow The … Read more
Swayingwiththebranches leaves rustling tepid gusts of wind shaking water sparkles to the ground. Insects drone beyond the melodic chorus of birdsong and symphonic wind chimes twinkle and crash while cool clawed little feet skitter about my branches having a nibble on the way. A hanging plant sways in my breath as it battles … Read more
Washing Off the Pieces It’s been months since I shattered into a million shards of self-reflection. I’m still picking up the pieces. Slowly, and with great perseverance I wash off the pieces, examine them one by one, and glue myself back together. Once a shiny glass orb of fragility dropping the glitter of bygone … Read more