poetry

We Grow Together

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We Grow Together

You leaned over me, to shade me from harm
You poised your strengthened arms for true support
Hoisted, crawled up to your bough, strong with arms 
You welcomed me into your nature fort

Your girth reminds me of my own true strength
When life of wanders strengthened my own thighs
Your size reminds me of my life’s own length
How when we grow together we reach skies

Dare we plan a life, as my journal fills
To plan a destiny, filled with hope sought
Your own ancestors pulp gave me the will 
To document a life well-worn from thought

Together we are ready for our cause
You present to me ready without pause

Lisa Tomey May 9, 2022


This poem is in response to the weekly Living Poetry Prompt
poetry, six sentence story, writing

Remote Control

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Remote Control

Sarenda landed a remote spot on the edge of awareness, but close to comfort

She found a picnic table to start each day with coffee and cereal before logging in

Scenery was often inspiring to her thoughts and she cranked out many warm words

Some were rather hot, even spicy, but not too untame for modern species

Cats got your tongue, ran through her mind in remembrance of teaseful times

She found her claim on this space to be just the right amount of remote control

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That’s my Six Sentence Story for this week. What’s yours? Go to Girlie on the Edge and add it!

TTOT

Ten Things of Thankful – May 6 2022

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Happy Friday and TTOT day! Where did the week go? I better hurry before it’s the 13th!

  1. Grateful for progress with daughter’s PT
  2. Grateful for progress with other person’s medical successes.
  3. Grateful for planning fun things.
  4. Grateful for surviving each day a little better after my booster.
  5. Grateful for a wedding invitation from a child I have known since birth. Over the years we didn’t see each other so much due to geographical changes. It’s nice to be included.
  6. It has been lovely weather, less rainy this week.
  7. You can always count on the weather to find a way to bring cheer.
  8. Hope for those who seemed to have none.
  9. Goodness in the hearts of humankind.
  10. YOU and what do you have to share?
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Author Talk with Tiffany Kouadio

Author Talk with Tiffany Kouadio Prolific Pulse Poetry Podcast

It was such a delight to meet with Tiffany Kouadio to discuss her lovely children's book "Dear Little Brown Skin Girl"    ABOUT Little Brown Skin Girl "Our little girls have a vast, complex world ahead of them. They need to be reminded of their value every day. This book is a little reminder that our girls, no matter what color, are special and their future is bright. This is more than just a story, this is reality." Tiffany's Instagram  Website and purchase link  — Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/lisa-tomey/message
  1. Author Talk with Tiffany Kouadio
  2. Prolific Writers Discussion About "Twisted Trees, Analogous to Life"
  3. Poet Talk with Walter Stephen Geeding
  4. Writer's Talk with Warren Ashworth & Susan Kander with Special Guest Michael Poage
  5. Jill Sharon Kimmelman talks about her new poetry book You Are the Poem
six sentence story, writing

Term Limits

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Randy sat at the typewriter, pecking away, setting his sights on the clock, ticking to 4 a.m. on the due date of his term paper. He knew he should have started sooner, but he was a working student who needed the money to keep up with school costs.

The student rubbed his eyes, stood up and stretched, and grabbed one more coffee before gathering his papers and heading to the student union. Wouldn’t you know it, he thought, the copiers are all in use. Finally, he saw an opening and took his station and copied his paper. Another term paper down, Randy left to drop it off to his professor, the drop off box was filling up fast, Randy knocked on the professor’s door to let him know, only to be told by the secretary that the professor would be gone for a week long break, returning to collect the term papers to grade when he returned.

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So, there you have it! My Six Sentence Story. Poor Randy was tired and I hope he was able to catch a few zzz’s before he went to work. Needless to say, the professor caught some of his own zzz’s. Would you like to share your Six Sentence Story? Go to Girlie on the Edge and submit yours.