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If you should ask me where I have been all this time, I have to say "Things happen." Neruda

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I am many things in life, but my desired identity is that of a poet. I have jotted notes and rhymes on scraps of paper for years and years. I once I went back to a store where I paid with a check that had a poem scribbled on the back. I had them search for it, so I could save the words for some future composition. It was something like "I love to hear the clickity clack of my heels on the street." And like finding a lost child, I was so happy I could save it. I am other things in life, too. I'm a mother, educator, dancer, surviver of a broken heart, breaker of hearts, and supporter of human rights, animal rights, freedom and justice. I want to share my perceptions and continue to listen to the experiences and perceptions of others.
Mother’s Day April 24, 2019October 30, 2019
You and me could write a bad romance. (Lady Gaga) April 10, 2019June 12, 2019
Yes, I could March 19, 2019September 11, 2021
’94 January 29, 2019July 23, 2019
Perhaps January 29, 2019October 6, 2022
Smyrna January 28, 2019June 12, 2019
What is this? A spectator sport?  What am I?  An educated guess?   January 28, 2019February 17, 2021
  My Eyes Flashed January 10, 2019July 9, 2019
Dark Water Passes, November 4, 2018December 16, 2020
The Breeze Looks Inviting October 7, 2018December 17, 2021

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