My poetry is not world class literature. Possibly world class litter. Just ask my cats. Hai(cat)coup A mound of black whacks claiming his territory my computer screen. I told you it was bad.… Continue reading
That’s as good an excuse as any I’ve heard. Unfortunately, it’s not true. Here’s what’s true: Once upon a midnight, clearly, head upon my pillow weary, after sleep (an hour, soundly) woke up… Continue reading
The occasional poet has taken a hiatus for a few months. Between NaNoWriMo and my day job I concentrated on 50,000 words in the month of November. For the past 4 months, my… Continue reading
Too much love? loved too much? If it’s too much, it’s not love. ©Joelle LeGendre No matter what I do, it’s irritating you. Love can never work when living with a jerk.… Continue reading
Wasted day feels like a spinach tinny acid ache. Wanting to sleep, bleach-scented nose, weekend woes… Wash day.
Ever have one of those days where your idea of creativity is to put Muenster cheese in your omelet instead of cheddar? In dubious celebration of first world problems (aka, the rest of… Continue reading
Today instead of flowers and candy, I’m getting a tooth pulled. The probable cause of yet another detour into Dental World is genetics–and the 1000’s of boxes of candy I’ve ingested over… Continue reading
Kitty kitty sitting pretty Never will be little bitty Eating with me Sleeping with me Always will be right beside me Brother brother One another Never will be Far from other… Continue reading