Ten-Finger Exercises (Book) https://www.Writing.Com/main/profile.php/blog/oldcactuswren Leaves of Linden in November Yesterday the yellow was high, flapping, vibrant, full of light even though already small in numbers, growing precious. Today, although the sky is bright, limbs are empty of all but dry brown spinners, those wings like tongues in pairs from which suspend the seeds of life. With a rush of dying glory leaves like ripened pears cover the grass, hiding the dogâs tennis balls, flocking across the lawn in last hur...[Read Full Post] Sat, 08 Nov 2014 16:39:23 EST https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/833564 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/833564 Our local community college, voted the best in the U.S.A. incidentally, has a program called Quest. It is specifically for adults over age 50 and has a great variety of classes and opportunities each quarter. I've taken a writing class several times now, and it's half filled with us old regulars who love an audience for our writing. The old instructor finally retired, (she's in her late 80's) and a friend of mine has taken on the job. His experienc...[Read Full Post] Fri, 07 Nov 2014 18:29:27 EST https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/833518 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/833518 Time Paradigm I pick through the drawer, Handling, hefting, turning Small rectangles, bigger circles, Some as big as fifty cent pieces, White gold, yellow, stainless steel. All the intricate pieces Are in their proper places, Carefully tuned to each other, Ready to tick off their precise Calculations, marking time. But nothing is happening. Time goes by unmarked, Drifting the river o...[Read Full Post] Tue, 28 Oct 2014 19:12:37 EDT https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/832577 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/832577 This is a poem I wrote this morning for our poets' gathering. I've made several starts on it, one part or another of it, both in poetry and just journal entries. Tell me if this could stand alone, or must I do more explaining. I tend toward saying everything in my poems, that is, making them more like prose. I wanted to try it doing it differently. Making Virtual Amends Spattering leaves changing to yellow, hair relentlessly to grey, heat of youth...[Read Full Post] Mon, 13 Oct 2014 23:38:15 EDT https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/831090 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/831090 The title is taken from a line of the book of Common Prayer directed to all of us who are getting ready to receive Eucharist. I used it because, especially at this change of season, it's also time for change for me. I've been awake since 3:30--so unlike me. I'm usually the sleep-in queen, happy to be up before 9. So I lay in bed and prayed for people I know, and ones I hardly know anymore, and ones who need a friend. I read a few chapters of Exodus,...[Read Full Post] Tue, 23 Sep 2014 11:38:44 EDT https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/828843 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/828843 There is a window in our living room where an air conditioner used to reside. It's about twice as wide as the unit was and high up on the wall, facing west. It gives me a view of the sunsets, the new leaves on the linden tree and cedar trees behind it. Occasionally I see violent movement of one limb, sometimes a flash of a squirrel tail. More often I see gentle, harmonious movement unless the wind is really ripping. Today while trying to write my Monday poem I...[Read Full Post] Mon, 21 Apr 2014 22:45:05 EDT https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/814588 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/814588 I waited too late for this to count for January, and I'm ready for bed anyway. But tomorrow I'll probably have plenty of time to write between commercials if the Super Bowl goes the way I expect it will. GO SEAHAWKS! Sun, 02 Feb 2014 01:23:55 EST https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/805465 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/805465 Woops, I just spent my blogging time reading blogs and answering emails. That's a trap, isn't it? But then again, the social part of the site is what makes it worthwhile, and those are the dues. I mean, if i just wanted to write, I could do that without the wdc audience, such as it is. Even if just a few read it though, or even if they don't, I have a feeling that I'm writing to someone, and that feels right. I tried a regular blog on blogsp...[Read Full Post] Thu, 30 Jan 2014 22:15:47 EST https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/805213 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/805213 This cough is still hanging on, but I have felt better today. Bill was gone until dinner. Plenty of time to write, but also the first day in a week or so when I actually got some things accomplished. Nothing big, just laundry and cleaning, but things that have been ignored for the past week while we were both sick. Haven't even done much cooking, which is just as well since Bill has his flight physical coming up in a month. It's a good time to live on meat...[Read Full Post] Thu, 30 Jan 2014 02:32:09 EST https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/805116 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/805116 Monday, a good day to give it a whirl. Nothing else is whirling in this stagnant air. Our valley has been wearing this inversion like a pall all month. Everything feels gray and lifeless. The fact that I haven't been able to shake this cough makes it worse. Maybe not worse, maybe just part of the same landscape. I don't feel much like going out in the below freezing air, or doing much inside either. I guess that's better than having wonderful, enticing...[Read Full Post] Mon, 27 Jan 2014 21:29:35 EST https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/804852 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/804852