Tag Archives: poetry

2 15 19 Mulling and stewing

“Your sacred space is where you can find yourself again and again.” ~ Joseph Campbell. When I was young, one of my aunts sent me a book of poetry.  At first I was a little upset.  I loved to get books of short stories, fairy tales, children’s magical adventures.  Poetry not so much!  It was […]

FMM 1 25 19 Scrambled eggs and handkerchiefs

“You’re imperfect, and you’re wired for struggle, but you are worthy of love and belonging.” ~ Brene Brown. I have always admired poetry.  If I were a poet I would choose my words with care, then slice and dice and splice lines together so clean and pretty it would take your breath away.  Those words […]

FMM 10 13 17 The Allure of Alliteration

“I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of Beauty.”~ Edgar Allan Poe. As children we were taught the art of remembering by a number of tricks.  Even without big theories of pedagogy, the old time teachers knew that if you presented information in rhyme or in song, it laid […]

FMM 10 6 17 Comfortably numb.

“No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.” ~ John Donne. Some people are born story tellers.  They may be telling you their shopping list but somehow they weave tension, drama and humor into the reciting of the mundane.  There are those who you love to hear […]

FMM 6 16 17 Pause for a Poem

“Peace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into  the making of bread.”~Pablo Neruda. I traveled through London the day of the Moorgate Disaster, a crash of an underground train (London’s Tube) that killed 48 people.  In fact I traveled by tube that day.  My friend and I had to get across […]

FMM 23 16 Meditation on the Moon

“There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.”~George Carlin.  I have no definitive memory of when I saw my first full moon.  Spending my first seven years mostly in a city was one factor.  Even when we went on vacation to the less light polluted seaside, I have no recollection of […]

FMM 10 14 16 Awesome Wonder

“He who can no longer pause to stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead; his eyes are closed.”~Albert Einstein. I remember very clearly being taken by my father to see an amazing sight.  It was one of the nights on board the SS Ascania, the ship that took us to Jamaica in 1963.  […]