I am beginning a new project that is part surreal poetry, part visual art. I am using typography as a visual art form. The very shape and color of letters and words on a page can be visual art, irrespective of meaning. I want to create a book of visual and verbal poetry/art. I want … Continue reading New Visual/Poetic Project
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Hospital
I've been in the hospital since Tuesday night with stomach problems. Hopefully, I get to go home today. I desperately want to go home. I want to clean and scrapbook and do the school run and go to Bible study and everything else. My life is calling me to come back to it. Here is … Continue reading Hospital
Brainstorming, Journals, Ocean
I recently started using a journal with bright, colorful paper to brainstorm poem and chapbook ideas before I begin to write. So far it's going well. I've come up with 8 or 9 ideas. At some point I'll probably explore all of them. Journals make me so happy. This journal has a candy box for … Continue reading Brainstorming, Journals, Ocean
Ode to Joy
Last night, while passing out candy to the roughly 560 kids who came to the door, I began to read a book of poetry by Anne Carson. Suddenly, for the first time in months, poetry came to me! I'm afraid to get my hopes up, but I think poetry is back. I'm so excited! I … Continue reading Ode to Joy
Language Holes
Over the white spaces in my sentences It snows star dust. I lick the frosting off the spoon in the kitchen. My language has well designed holes, As though my words were lace. Try as we might, We all carry Monday morning inside us. What I’d like to do is take my needle That my … Continue reading Language Holes
Ever Closer to the Secret
In a hall of mirrors I do not reflect. Radar cannot smell me Though I move ever closer to the secret. My face is tempered glass And my feet are temperamental. What does the red bird, Beak open with no song, Signify? Climb among my immortal diamonds And find out.
What Comes Next…
White catastrophe of spilled milk. I let the lizards have the garden. Some frightening ambrosia will be drunk by two people too mummified in receipts to be in love. What comes next but neckties and nectarines? I cry awhile and the spider tells me my face is much cleaner.
New Projects In The Works
I will be doing a series of moodscapes out of tulle on ink covered mixed media paper. I want a 3D moodscape to express my highs and lows of Bipolar, as well as the mountains and valleys of being a creative. I may submit them to a show or sell them. This year I will … Continue reading New Projects In The Works
Riding the Rollercoaster
If I could show you my mood graph, you would see few jagged peaks interspersed with long valleys lately. Functioning has been difficult. However, over the weekend having my husband here has been a balm to my soul. We've gotten important shopping done, watched the new Jurassic World, and worked on the house. He went … Continue reading Riding the Rollercoaster
A Poem in Progress
As you can see from the title of this site, I'm a writer. Usually I write poetry, but I sometimes dabble in non fiction or science fiction or a little bit of speculative fiction. Here is a poem I have been working on. Thunder is hard To sleep on as I drift in the breeze. … Continue reading A Poem in Progress
Life at Home 