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castle towers

Castle towers cropped

 

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the albatross

Albatross in flight

 

I’m not sure where this poem came from or exactly what it means, but it emerged and took flight as a result of a prompt in a writing workshop.

So here it is.

 

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empty pages

 

woman writing vintage

 

Awwww, go on then, read the poem…

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15 Empowering Things to Tell Your Kids (and Yourself)

AWR say I love u a lotIn the summer of 2012, I was cracking up (not in a good way). I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. So I did both. Often. And intensely.

Things were going seriously south. I was at my wits’ end, about to break apart. Luckily, I have enough life experience to know when it’s time to call in the cavalry.

I went online, googled the name of a wonderful therapist (S.Z.) whom I’d seen for several months in 1989, and amazingly was able to find her! Doing so blew my mind – the bits of it, that is, that remained intact after too much alone time with someone whose mind was also being blown (in a tragically different way) by Alzheimer’s disease. Read More…

6 Powerful Ways to Make Your Life More Beautiful

AWR Make YOU first love

A little gift from me to you. Enjoy!

1) Make YOU your first love

I know, I know, this can be a tough one, especially since we are all imperfect, and we are often taught that we should strive to be flawless. The fact is, perfection, like fitting in, is vastly overrated.

Remember the story of the cracked pot? Love yourself because of your imperfections, not despite them. Make peace with who you are and where you are today, don’t wait for who you will be once you “fix” yourself.

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lobster claws

 

lobster claws

 

 

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home sweet Homs no longer

Photo credit: The Guardian UK

Photo credit: The Guardian UK

 

Drones are sometimes used for bombing.

They’re also used for taking pictures and videos. Read More…

never on sunday or any other day of the week

 

 

black sacrament

 

“Do you believe in God?” He asked.

“No,” I replied without thinking.

Later, I reconsidered.

I feel the existence of some form of higher power, spirit, universal energy/power/force. It’ hard to identify and name.

Whatever it is, it does not belong to Christianity, Islam, Buddhism, Hinduism, Judaism or any of the others.  While I believe in angels, I don’t believe in religion.

Those thoughts spawned this poetic rant:
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deal yourself a new hand

 

Gaming Table with Tonya Beckman Ross

Image credit: Gaming Table with Tonya Beckman Ross

 

One night I found myself in tears wishing I were somewhere other than where I was.

The next morning I dragged my spirit out of a ditch and told myself to get on with it. I wrote the poem below as part of that process.

Don’t like the cards you’ve been dealt? Deal yourself a new hand.
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the shape of things to come

 

pregnant woman silhouette painted

 

 

A poem about life’s potential and living it.
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a nursery rhyme for violent times

 

blood

 

hack and kill

a poem by punkie

 

Hack and Kill went up the hill

To see whom they might slaughter.

Just for kicks they fired their sticks

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for the sake of childish games

 

mary had a little blog

 

I spent a month un-publishing hundreds of blog posts, videos, images, and poems born from my core.

Why? Because a few people who wield a little power fear slivers of the truth I write. Read More…