These Vexing Times I’m repotting plants today…repotting, relocating, rethinking. Anything to feel a bit of control over my immediate destiny. A little dramatic? Yes, but still, these are vexing times. So much of my autonomy is in question these days…but I remain the queen of my home…and plants my subjects. As I cradle the root … Continue reading These Vexing Times, Donna Matthews
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THROWBACK FRIDAY: Chorus, By Donna Matthews
bursting wide eager to please us your white show reaching up serenading the blue sky warm wind the chorus © 2014-2020 – Donna Matthews The Shadorma poem is six lines with a 3-5-3-3-7-5 syllable count. It can be composed with single or multiple stanzas. You can learn more about poetry styles here. Hey y'all, thanks … Continue reading THROWBACK FRIDAY: Chorus, By Donna Matthews
THROWBACK FRIDAY: Dirty Shoes, by Donna Matthews
unspeakable pain soiled shoes; devoured dreams come in from the dark * Written this time last year, these are the shoes of a loved one living within mental illness and, while not quite homeless, I found her living in squalid conditions. She's better today but still continues to battle her bipolar demons. © 2014-2020 – … Continue reading THROWBACK FRIDAY: Dirty Shoes, by Donna Matthews
Angry North Winds by Donna Matthews
In honor of National Haiku Writing Month (NaHaiWriMo), let’s play around with the various Haiku acceptable forms…a few key components of a haiku include a nature theme and a seasonal word. This morning, a random cold front blew into the Houston area taking our spring-like temperatures down into the 30s tonight. Our budding trees sit … Continue reading Angry North Winds by Donna Matthews
THROWBACK FRIDAY: Reign of Pride
Thundershowers The raindrops flow in rivers down the window pane and I imagine them intersecting with the memories from another day. Looking through the glass, the outside world is distorted through the long water phalanges like streams…distorted like the conversation. My thoughts hijacked by the perceived slight. The harsh, uncaring attitude. I watch the treetops … Continue reading THROWBACK FRIDAY: Reign of Pride
Clover Field, by Donna Matthews
It’s Saturday morning. My favorite morning today. I love all the mornings but Saturday is a wee bit special with her wide open arms of nothingness. Nothing expected. Nothing due. Nothing required of me. She just wants to hang out and let our feet wander where they will. wind cold on my face spring not … Continue reading Clover Field, by Donna Matthews
Unraveling the Unknown
I’m in my happy place…driving through the middle of no-where Utah…land of red sedimentary rock, copper mines, and known as Straight-Up Land by the Paiute Indians. The road ahead goes on for what seems forever. What is it about this road that makes me so happy? It’s not just any ol’ road. Roads carved by … Continue reading Unraveling the Unknown
The Too Much
Early morning greets me with a familiar feeling. The Too Much. Too much sugar, too much television, too much peopling. Looking in the mirror, wild eyes stare back. Oh, girlfriend. the silent morning quiet restoring focus mind growing calmer an introverted human brain buzzing on overdrive © 2018-2019 – Donna Matthews Shout out to all … Continue reading The Too Much
We Come To Be
Recalling the Epictetus quote I read earlier this morning, I looked around the room of new college students, “No one comes to be what he is all at once.” Do you remember your 18-year-old self? 19? 20? I don’t. I know I was in college, but only because I understood it to be my next step of … Continue reading We Come To Be
Tangled In Lights
frozen rain falling festive deer tangled in lights december unfolds surprises all around me everyday christmas magic The above poem is written in the form of tanka. The tanka form is generally a short poem with the following pattern 5-7-5-7-7. In its purest form, tanka poems are most commonly written as expressions of gratitude, love, … Continue reading Tangled In Lights
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