From the new WIP... "I danced in the fire, believing the burn meant you were finally close enough to feel." #WIP #writerslife

To be fair, he didn't say *which* Monday...

An excerpt from the new book I just started writing... For her, falling in love was never the hard part. It came quietly, like breath, like something her heart already knew how to do without asking permission. The harder truth was learning how to hold that love without being held in return.

It wasn't what you did was hurt the most. It was how easily you let me believe I mattered, before deciding I didn’t. 💔 #YesIStillLoveYou

I miss the quiet certainty of your hand in mine, how it made the world feel smaller & kinder. Now my fingers close on empty space, remembering the shape of you as if touch could linger after you’re gone. #poetry #missingyou #sillyoldbear

I was so thrilled when Michael B. Jordan won the Oscar!

So excited about the new Firefly animated series! Browncoats forever!

Well, here's another reason to get rid of my Hulu subscription. 🤷 www.hollywoodreporter.com/tv/tv-news/b...

Another poem from my erotica collection, "coming" in 2027.

I know what I wish for on Pi Day (and every other day until my wish comes true). 🙏

I know there are people who enjoy skydiving, but I see no reason to jump out of a perfectly good airplane.

I got to meet these three glorious humans back in December. They were ALL amazing. While I agree Wil and Jerry will do a great job, the Academy is wrong not to invite Corey too.

Another Monday, another first line of a poem bouncing around in my head... I carry your absence like a wound that healed around the shape of your name.

How much do I hate Daylight Savings Time? Let me count the ways...

It's Saturday and I've written a new long-form poem! (Amazing how that works... 😉)

Only 13,544 days until official first contact with the Vulcans. #StarTrek 🖖

Wow...looks like that Democratic Socialism may actually be working. You know...like it does everywhere they've tried it.

Oh no... I just realized Daylight "Savings" Time starts this weekend. My sleep disorders and I hate it with a white-hot passion! #AbolishDST #sleepdisorders

The hardest part of loving you is pretending my heart doesn’t still reach for you in places where you barely notice I exist. I love you though you never once turned around to see me standing here, hands open, heart already yours. #poetry

I haven't posted a Saturday poem in a while, so hears a new one.

The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong. — Mahatma Gandhi

The world just keeps getting sadder. l.smartnews.com/p-7eaRiHjG/A...

I lost you in the quietest way possible. Without a fight, without a goodbye, just a slow fading of something I still wake up reaching for.

OK, Connecticut...what gives? I moved here and then you have the coldest winter in years? Plus a blizzard? I would have been fine with a "Welcome to New England" sign.

Another milestone achieved! The new poetry book is ready to go to the printer. Of course, there will also be a digital version. #writerslife #poetslife #selfpublishing

if you see this, do it! ☆ pronouns: she/her ☆ height: 5’9 ☆ zodiac: Gemini ☆ smoke: not for 20 years - but I vape ☆ tattoos: 2 (3rd one coming soon) ☆ piercings: 5 (1 left ear, 3 right ear, navel) ☆ fav colour: purple ☆ fav drink: Dr Pepper

RIP Bud Cort 💔 If you've never seen "Harold and Maude" you must watch it immediately. IMHO, it's one of the greatest love stories ever put on film.

It's hard to imagine a world without Rev. Jesse Jackson in it. Rest in Power, noble warrior.

Laissez les bons temps rouler!

RIP Robert Duvall. One of the most talented and diverse actors in the business. My fav Duvall roles: - Ned Pepper (True Grit) - Frank Burns (MASH) - Tom Hagen (The Godfather) - Dr. Watson (The Seven Percent Solution) - Lt. Col. Kilgore (Apocalypse Now) - Bull Meechum (The Great Santini)

A Valentine's Day poem for those of us still in the cruel grip of unrequited love.

FUCK CANCER! 😥 www.nbcnews.com/news/obituar...

Cold settles into the quiet spaces where you used to be. Snow gathers on the windowsill like words you never said. I reach for you, but only feel a stretch of winter air. Nights are heavy with the weight of your absence. I miss you most when the world's white & there's no one left to hold. #poetry

Yep...<sigh>...yep...

OK, group recitation!

Gestapos opened fire, striking Martinez 5 times in the arm, chest & both legs 1 gestapo had body cam ... Martinez has said in court that it shows an officer shouting "do something b--" The gestapo who shot her, in a group text: "I fired 5 rounds & she had 7 holes. Put that in your book, boys."

Woke up with this sentence bouncing around in my head... "I knew you weren’t mine, but I still loved you in the spaces where hope and restraint quietly collide."

For my third poetry book, I'm considering a collection of erotic poems. What do you think?

Stay warm everyone! (Hopefully by cuddling with someone you love 😍)

I don’t ask for promises, or certainty, or a future written in ink. I only ask that you stay still long enough to let my love reach you and trust me to hold what you carry, gently. #poem #poetry #loveisanactionverb

Snow drifts down in quiet spirals, soft as unspoken thoughts. I watch each flake fall and wonder if your eyes are lifted too, and if somewhere between us this winter beauty is shared. #poem #poetry #snow #winter

It gives me hope when I realize my heart still knows what you need, that my presence can reach you beneath your sorrow's armor. I touch you in the quiet places, where truth loosens and tears arrive. And you let it happen, because you don't know it’s me. #poem #poetry #heartbreak

Reposting as Saturday's long-form poem. Enjoy!

I miss you in the quiet places where my thoughts slow down enough to notice the ache. Your absence presses against my chest like weather, unavoidable, changing the shape of every day. I carry your name through ordinary hours, and everything I do feels like waiting. #poetry #lonelyday

The calendar turns, bright and ceremonial, but my chest carries the same old fracture. January arrives with clean air and loud promises but never asked my heart for permission. I step into the new year with your name still aching, learning that time moves forward while yearning stays. #poetry

Now that I've finished the "poem a day" challenge I set for myself in 2025, I'll be taking those poems and putting them together to create my 2nd book of poetry (available in spring 2026). I'll still post poems here, but probably not every day. 😊💜🙏

Loving you makes me new again under clear skies. I breathe without weight. #haiku #poetry #clearsky