the lost and found
This post was originally written and first published in May 2013. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Amazing grace. The words “lost and found” always make me think of amazing grace. Not of…
This post was originally written and first published in May 2013. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Amazing grace. The words “lost and found” always make me think of amazing grace. Not of…
Losing your home is like having your heart ripped out. You feel lost, betrayed and battered. Suddenly robbed of everything familiar, you stand alone in the wasteland of what once…
this poem just died © 2019 punkie this poem just died © 2019 Susan Macaulay . I invite you to share my poetry and posts widely, but please do…
Today, January 28, 2019, is my sixty-third birthday. Below are some of the things, in no particular order, that I’m grateful for today and every day. When I started…
“Hey! Look at that!” Bobby’s driving, so he sees him first. It’s about 9:30 p.m. on a late summer’s eve sometime in the 1990s, and we’ve just pulled into…
This poem was co-created with a friend who wishes to remain anonymous. It’s about a different kind of climax. climax © 2019 punkie climax only you love with rich…
I’m fortunate to be surrounded by whole hosts of earthbound angels who guide and support me every day in small and big ways. I try to let my angels know…
Every Sunday I get Maria Shriver’s Sunday Paper in my inbox. I love sitting down with a cup of tea and reading her shared wisdom. This post, from Sunday January…
This morning I was introduced to these five beautiful poems by Mary Oliver (the poet herself reads them in the video below): Wild Geese Percy The Journey The Summer Day…
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