how motorcycle riders feel about riding motorcycles
This clip pretty much captures it. No words necessary really 🙂 <3 © 2022 Susan Macaulay. I invite you to share my poetry and posts widely, but please…
good girls
When I squeezed into a parking spot at the post office the other week, I noticed an elderly woman beside me at the rear of her car. A hatchback. As…
the bell on my bike
Little things (good and bad), have big impacts on me. I’m not sure why, but they do. A couple of months ago, I bought a motorcycle. A small, manageable-for-me motorcycle….
which is more exciting? giving birth or being born?
I was born at 0600 PST on January 28, 1956. I turn sixty-five today January 28, 2021. It seems like yesterday and several lifetimes ago that I was turning six….
i found a quilted heart #ifaqh
A friend and I were out walking on December 19, 2020, when I spotted something unusual on the side of the trail. “Look Stephanie,” I said. “There’s a heart hanging…
i’ll be glad when christmas is over
I wrote the poem below in December 2017, a little over a year after my mom died. I’m republishing it in December 2020, when, like many others, I again find…
boy meets girl
This poem was generated by a writing group prompt about Romeo and Juliet. It’s a bit of fun and frivolity based on the truth of what love often feels…
10 love bombing country songs i wish i’d never heard
There was a time when I’d never heard any of the tunes or artists below. Then I fell in love with each in turn as someone seduced me with them…