Poetry Friday Anthology: Celebrations
Category Archives: Sunday Scribblings
W is for Writing
W is for Writing My two goals this summer have been to write at least a poem a day to put serious time into working on my WIP. What that has meant is saying no to activities, no to my … Continue reading
The Key to the New Year
Okay, I know that September is not the calendar new year. For me, however, starting back to school signals a new year. Just think, I have started 52 new years in September not counting my stint at LaVerne nursery school. … Continue reading
Tolerance Disconnected
gentle tolerance forgives the aggrieved, looks back at errors, walks on open path discovers unexpected redemption ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ unspoken words shout disconnected quietness night envelopes dream shroud of silent tolerance dissipates at dawn Both Sunday Scribblings (disconnected) and One Single Impression (tolerance) … Continue reading
Sunday Scribblings: Confess
Sunday Scribblings throws out the word: confess. Funny that this word comes up again as a prompt. Just a few weeks ago I wrote another poem using that word here. This morning, a gathering of crows in the neighbor’s Douglas … Continue reading
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Combining Two Prompts
At Sunday Scribblings the prompt is “aging”. “Smoke” is the prompt at One Single Impression. It worked out to combine the two. smoke tendrils caress facial lines aged, creased, alone frequent cough, raspy yellow fingertips light the match once more … Continue reading
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Sunday Scribblings: Late
Late This amends five years later a grieving heart I wonder will there be a time we chat over coffee reminisce our childhood escapades forgive our transgressions we become family once more Many people have a lot to say about … Continue reading
Sunday Scribblings: Traditions, Old and New
Santa’s Tree c.1957 go to bed, children santa needs time to arrive tree, presents in hand Christmas Morning c. 1957 unwrap fun, presents brother, sister simple joys fifty years captured 2005 2006 2007 new tradition tree hunt, grandchildren in tow … Continue reading
Sunday Scribblings: Change
autumn homecoming wind music sciff, sciff, scatter crimson dress ribbons blown this way and that vulnerable soul nakedness exposed tumultuous weather invincible soul “Change” is the name of the game at Sunday Scribblings. Change is what I have observed … Continue reading
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Sunday Scribblings: Bragging
I love to bead. There is a creative meditative quality to beading. Others are bragging today, visit Sunday Scribblings. This is my 250th post. Yay me!!
Sunday Scribblings: Coffee
This has been brewing since Friday. I know Chatsworth, a stone’s throw from my child hood home. I know the Metrolink, travelled it on vacation from Burbank Airport to Simi Valley and back. My brother and sister-in-law use the service many … Continue reading
Jone Rush MacCulloch 