Over the last couple weeks, I started a habit of writing one line in a small journal every night. The line is usually something I was thinking about several times during the day, but occasionally it's just a random idea or question that popped into my head while I was trying to think of something…
At my house, at least, we've been blessed with a lot of rain lately. Being inside led me to clean my room, which made me find an old poetry notebook ("old" meaning it's from 2016-2017, so practically ancient). Inside were two poems expressing love for rain, so I thought it would be timely to officially…
While I wanted to bake today, I was feeling rather uninspired and couldn't think of a real bangin' pastry that I wanted to try. Then some perverse hippy thought invaded my mind, and it occurred to me, "Why don't you make something vegan?" Well, why not, indeed. This thought, oddly, settled it for me, and I…
In an effort to avoid over-explaining myself and essentially ruining this poem, I'll briefly describe its history with two short phrases: staying up late; being interrupted. Enjoy. Faceless voice crawls in my ear And paints familiar pictures. Nausea and waiting keeps me quiet With invisible smiles to speak with. The moon slides by like a…
Right now I’d like to highlight a favorite poetess of mine, Christina Rossetti. I dug out her verses from among the poetry shelf in my room, and rediscovered how much I enjoy her topics and talent. Many children are introduced to her classic “Who Has Seen the Wind?” poem, although she’s also famous for “In…
While I may have won some prize money from the HSLDA Poetry Contest last year, I did not win anything this year. So you can bet the winners produced some absolute bangers to shove me out of the competition. 😉 In all seriousness, though, I'm sure the winning entries were fantastic, and I can't wait for them to show…
After making dough intended to be cinnamon rolls, I questioned myself, "Why go to the trouble to make a bunch of cinnamon rolls, when I can make one giant cinnamon roll?" The answer to that question is "Because your dough is entirely too soft right now, and would need more flour for that." Unfortunately I found…
Country is a musical genre that is popular to hate, although many country artists have enjoyed wild success. While choice songs such as Rascal Flatt’s “Life is a Highway,” the Zac Brown Band’s “Chicken Fried,” and John Denver’s classic “Country Roads” are relatively popular, the average person will claim that country music is not their…
Howdy. Here's another poem, just cause. The idea of taking someone's breath, taking a picture, taking your time, et cetera kept bouncing around my mind. I expanded it into a work-in-progress called "Thief," and promptly forgot about it. Then I read this line in a book where a character decided no one could make them hate someone. I don't remember which…
We already missed ANZAC day significantly, but I wanted to bake something that had coconut and was super easy. ANZAC (Australia and New Zealand Army Corps) cookies fit the bill, so here we are. Quick note, yeah, these cookies look pretty roasty-toasty. Yes, they flattened out to be reminiscent of florentines without the chocolate. I had…
