ever feel as if you don’t belong?
November 18, 2022: “Did you post that poem?” Christine asked me over Zoom today. “No,” I replied. “I’m still thinking about it.” I wrote ‘on the outside’ in early…
November 18, 2022: “Did you post that poem?” Christine asked me over Zoom today. “No,” I replied. “I’m still thinking about it.” I wrote ‘on the outside’ in early…
The black and white beauty above is my friend Judith’s cat, Oreo. Oreo is a sweetheart. Stubborn at times. But a sweetheart nevertheless. On the Sunday before Halloween, I…
A tongue-in-cheek piece about fixing my front tire. under pressured by susan © 2022 Listen here: Read here: under pressured if a tire were a sentence things would…
The feeling of riding a motorcycle is hard to capture in words. The joy of doing so when Canadian autumn colours are at their most beautiful is impossible –…
As I said in another post, conversations I have with people (and sometimes the people themselves), inspire me to write poetry. When I had the good fortune of meeting…
Sometimes, conversations I have with people (and sometimes the people themselves), inspire me to write poetry. Actually, I often feel like I don’t write the poems, but that they…
I write a lot. In fits and starts. And I struggle to find words to describe motorcycle riding. This is a prose poem, which is a style I don’t…
For Franco Lenzo on his birthday August 2022. (Listen to the spoken word by clicking on the audio player or read the words below.) #hunkofalenzo by susan ©…
nuts! by the poetry pixies © 2022 Click the player to hear the audio version (better) or read the words below (second best): nuts! scrambled, fried baked or frozen who…