I want to write a piece of poetry It must be deep and meaningful without losing potency No cheesy schmaltz that lacks continuity Only wisdom and insight with expanding poignancy I want the words to hum in perfect symmetry Fearless and brave in their verbal geometry This is my chance, my awesome opportunity Will I … Continue reading A Piece of Poetry

My grandfather grew pecan nut trees on his farm in White River when I was a young girl.  We'd go there for school holidays and enjoy the wide-open spaces and the fun of riding on the back of his bakkie, barefoot and carefree as only city kids can be when let loose from school and … Continue reading What’s in the shell?