Traveling Raconteur

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fly

I am no longer a little girl. I have grown wings. They are right here, fully formed, have gained muscle over the years, nourished gently with great love, with dreams … Continue reading

July 30, 2013 · Leave a comment

Postcards

When I see it I know who I am – a wanderer, a dreamer, a story-teller, a writer, a friend-maker, a wine-taster, a relisher, a sailor, an artist. When I … Continue reading

January 24, 2013 · Leave a comment

World Poetry Day

My life’s a Petrarchan sonnet ~ the past the octave, the future the sestet and this moment, an illuminous volta. Picture By: My friend Linda.

January 24, 2013 · Leave a comment

Always There

  It’s those things that are always there that bring me supreme joy or intense pain, even true for memories that don’t fade away besides the more real ones such … Continue reading

January 24, 2013 · Leave a comment

Hey Listen…

(whisper) umm… is there anyway, you guys, you words in these books, can crawl out of your homes and fly through my head, you can perch there forever if you … Continue reading

January 24, 2013 · Leave a comment

Mango Milkshake

Countless drops of mango milkshake go down my throat Only a few touching those taste buds on my tongue But it’s the last drop that gets all the attention As … Continue reading

January 23, 2013 · Leave a comment

Dream

… but I will tell you what I know for sure. Dream. Dream like you’re collecting precious stones – with love, hope and a heart full of joy. Life is … Continue reading

January 23, 2013 · Leave a comment

What has my life allowed me to speak up about? Success – when I least expect it. Failure – when I least want it. Love – so much that I … Continue reading

January 23, 2013 · Leave a comment

Thalatta Thalatta!

I am longing for the sea. I am neither a sailor nor a merchant adventurer nor blessed enough to be a fisherwoman. But I am longing to hear the sound … Continue reading

November 20, 2012 · Leave a comment

La Contera

Coffee shops have always been much more to me than mere places for coffee, tea and snacks. A coffee shop is a place I escape to when sad, place I … Continue reading

November 20, 2012 · Leave a comment

My Friend

Do you remember that beautiful, serene evening when after a tiring day, we headed to the beach just before sunset- you and I? Do you remember how the sea with … Continue reading

November 20, 2012 · Leave a comment

A Mind That Can Fall in Love with Anything

If by some design I had a mind that can fall in love with anything,  I would love waking up every morning, love my image in the mirror, love the … Continue reading

November 20, 2012 · Leave a comment

And Fruitfulness Is Drawn In

  This isnt an original idea but one that I loved and second. I read somewhere that when one cares deeply enough about someone or something new, one throws a kind … Continue reading

November 20, 2012 · Leave a comment

Deafening Silence

An oxymoron that gives me chills. Silence they say is golden, but did they tell us that it is true only when your mind is calm and peaceful enough to … Continue reading

November 20, 2012 · Leave a comment

In love with this right now

“salting sliced tomatoes with my grandfather” This line came to me in a random poem this morning. One of the several the captivating poem has but this one is special. … Continue reading

November 19, 2012 · Leave a comment

This Moment

surrounds me this moment ~ – Watching mom sleep – Moonlight shining through organic cotton curtains at 3 am – My hands typing on this computer – The hardcover book … Continue reading

June 20, 2011 · Leave a comment

Connected Forever

The first word to come to me in these seven weeks is ‘Connection.’ My tiny little brain first thought of this word when I knew what my ‘mom’ is to … Continue reading

June 20, 2011 · Leave a comment

What this word brings to your mind…

Like Charles Lamb “I could never hate anyone I knew” and never forget anyone I loved. My heart wakes up most mornings longing for someone I have not spoken to … Continue reading

March 14, 2011 · Leave a comment

Walking with Pencils

They always enter at the wrong time. As I walk down the road or when at the filling station or in the middle of the night when I wake up … Continue reading

April 21, 2010 · Leave a comment