What summer dreams are inspired by these snow boots?

Inspired by Disney’s Winnie the Pooh, these photos of a torrential July thunderstorm, and this week’s prompt of “rain”

Plus 2 Surprise Babies Makes Us A Lucky Seven

Families are complex. At least mine always has been. Do you remember the Newhart tv series in the 80s with a character called Larry and his brothers, Daryl and Daryl? Well, thanks to my blended family, I actually have three brothers, and two are named James. Although neither went by “James,” as a kid I…

somewhere i have never travelled, old chum, you are the best

are your companions “in real life” or “virtual?” grown ups need labels. just met? never seen? children understand a friend is anyone you love. With a more than a nod to my favorite poem by e.e. cummings, I was inspired by my Girl, the friends she makes everywhere with every-thing, as well as this week’s prompt from Haiku…

Who can blame the rose its compulsion to make thorns?

The weary blossoms bow their heads to the rain drops, welcoming the rest. The leaves remember hopeful buds, bursting with life, eager in the Sun. These fragile beauties captivate, intoxicate. They’re seasonal hires. Suffering cut backs, the greens dig deep to survive perennially. Inspired by numerous photos of these rain soaked rosebushes as well as…

The Most Important Thing About Raising a Fashion Butterfly

Inspired by this fearless beauty, who has been making bold style choices since she was (just barely) able to vocalize her strong opinions about the clothes she would certainly would NOT be wearing.

Does a Clock Worry When it’s Time to Unwind?

Motherhood clockworks: the balanced pendulum swings in constant motion. Tug the weights too much – pendulum energy shifts – wrecking ball mood swings. Inspired by all the mothers we celebrate this month, the amazing women of Mommitment, as well as this week’s prompt from Haiku Horizons.

Destination: Anywhere in the Middle of Nowhere

Running for the sake of wind in my hair, laughing, like the child I chase. Pure, simple pleasure: Able body and free will. Such is liberty. Genie wished for legs Not only to be his own Master, but to run. Inspired by my rebellious children, who run away from me with ever-so-much glee, as well…

Mix Equal Parts Faith to Trust, and a Dash of Pixie Dust

Clouds of words floating. Thoughts mysteriously joined. Poem, form thyself. Ideas in flight! Flitting toward bright star light; Poems are word sprites. Inspired by these clouds I spotted on Tuesday, as well as this week’s prompt from Haiku Horizons.

Is that a Butterfly in Your Tummy?

“You must face the fear! First delve deep and then expound,” Dug down: Hurled on ground. Inspired by my quest for inner peace, as well as this week’s prompt from Haiku Horizons.

one for my babies & one more for the road

Give me another. Slice of cake? Coffee? Wine? No. Hug mom – one last time. Inspired by my dear friend The Shy Poet, as well as this week’s prompt from Haiku Horizons.