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Scent of Salmon

Scent of Salmon

Poetry Friday.   Chinook The scent of salmon lingers. Creek waters ripple over smooth stones. Cedar and moss fill the air. At dusk, near water’s edge, bears feast. While snow covers the ground, eggs wait in nesting pockets. Winter turns to spring and in gravelly...
Poets Paint

Poets Paint

Poetry Friday. Poets paint with words Words form images my eyes can’t see breathe my thoughts to life and nourish my soul Words sing tunes I’ve not learned dance strange rhythms in my feet and pierce ignorance with light Words wrap ’round me like a...
A Busy Monday

A Busy Monday

Slice of Life Monday is fading, and there is only one word for this one. Busy. I’m catching a morning flight tomorrow and will be out of my office all week. I will be away from home all week. It is the last day of the month. First quarter reports had to be...
Poetry is… #30

Poetry is… #30

April 30: Happy National Poetry Month! I am celebrating Poetry Month by pairing quotes about poetry with images. I will share one each day without commentary. #poetryquote...
Poetry is… #29

Poetry is… #29

April 29: Happy National Poetry Month! I am celebrating Poetry Month by pairing quotes about poetry with images. I will share one each day without commentary. #poetryquote...
Poetry is… #27

Poetry is… #27

April 27: Happy National Poetry Month! I am celebrating Poetry Month by pairing quotes about poetry with images. I will share one each day without commentary. #poetryquote...