Bold
brave
biker
Not yet 2!
Mimics you!
5/22/2013
Jeanne Poland
Jeanne Poland's Poetry Blog
22 May 2013 2 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: bold, brave biker, mimics, not yet two, poland, Two Cents Tuesday Challenge
21 May 2013 2 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: blink or wink, chorus, compatibles, conviction, deliberate, eyelids, flutter, humorous, poland, recognition, reconfiguring, shock, style
The wink is deliberate.
A humorous communique.
Recognition.
A blink is a shock.
Wha’ happened?
Where do I go from here?
Reconfiguring.
Flutter your eyelids.
Attract some compatibles
And then, in chorus
WINK WITH CONVICTION!
19 May 2013 5 Comments
in Family, Uncategorized Tags: air, branch, clear, dandelions, elf, feats, lair, magic wand, mountain bike feats, nature, outdoors, rock pile, shade, sitting area, sunlight glances, tree
What does Annika need in her lair?
1000 dandelions hung on the tree
a magic wand tree branch
a rock pile (cairn)
cleared sitting area
shade
sunlight glances
visitors who summon her forth to mountain bike feats in the air!
5/19/2013
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17 May 2013 Leave a comment
in Family, Uncategorized Tags: Amy Vanderwater, arts, Blurb, books, children of all ages, editors, fresh flowers, illustration, lay-outs, literature, marketing vision, photos, pre-schoolers, riddles
My fellow poet,Joy Acey, wants to know more about my Marketing Vision.
All my former books have been for “children of all ages“.
The next one, “Riddles”, will be for parents and pre-schoolers to read together.
My Blurb books were created to be free Galleries for friends and family on line. (Turn the page with the curser.)
Several editors have said that they are not written for children. (but sometimes about children)
So I have begun editing my 30 odd riddles, looking for single syllable words and straight-forward photos.
Amy VanDerwater’s book – Forest Has a Song – inspires me with its classic spacing.
So that lay-out is my design vision; the color themes will evolve; and the lovers of the book resonate.
(Like many fresh flowers in water at the farmer’s market.)
16 May 2013 1 Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: budget, collect, create, critical mass, Dara Lurie, design organically, editor, marketing, niche, passion, pinpoint, serendipity, slf-publishing, vision
Went to a Self-Publishing Workshop last eve at the Germantown Library. Dara Laurie led it with her book: Great Space of Desire (Writing for Personal Evolution). Dara encouraged the 20 writers in attendance to live serendipitously, to create, connect, collect and grow organically. She designs innovative, experiential and transformative writing programs which disclose the true voice of the writer.
Notes I took:
1 Write ’til you have a critical mass.
2 Have an objective editor. To test facts, research.
3 Find a marketing vision
4 Barter, teach, budget
5 Promote
6 Specify what others will love about your book.
Know how your passion serves others.
7 Pinpoint your target market
8 Define your niche.
If you want go to:
90daystowriteyourbook.com
13 May 2013 1 Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: add, ambidextrous, brush teeth, cut fruit, left, left brain, open jars, poems, right, right brain, shake, sing, switch, two hands, woe, wrist, write
Broke my right wrist;
Switched to left.
Right brain grows poems;
Left brain spells.
Right side sings;
Left can add.
Right hand writes well;
Left hand shakes.
Two hands brush teeth
Open jars; cut fruit.
Woe is me!
What a switch:
Broke my right wrist;
Switched to left!
12 May 2013 2 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: bladder, blood test, blues, cardiologist, colon, confidence, doctor, endoscopy, health, health marathon, medicine, prescriptions, rain, self-care, shingles, sleep apnea, sonogram, therapy, vaccinations, whooping cough
Joy Acey wrote this poem posted yesterday on her blog. It brought to mind the day I had yesterday, not rain, but many blue demands on my time.
Rain makes the road shine black.
I listen to the pitt-a-pat.
Dripping from the tree leaves,
falling off the edge of eaves.
On this day, I could feel gray
but the shine on the road
takes the blues away.
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Yesterday was a marathon of health care:
1 go to physical therapy for broken wrist @7 AM
(bring fresh blackberries for breakfast)
2 rush to Doctor’s appointment for 9:15 in next town
leave with 4 prescriptions to fill and future blood test
as well as a referral for a sonogram at 11 AM (across the bridge)
Stop at Don’s Doctor’s office to find out his doctor quit and there’s
no replacement yet. Plead with the nurse to schedule a test for sleep apnea,
recommended by the cardiologist 2 months ago.
3 Drink to have a full bladder and then no peeing until the tech has
pressed the death out of it and then can repeat the pressure from hell
after peeing. Wait 3 days until the doctor can interpret the scan.
4 Phone the nurse at Empire to ascertain the meaning of all the red numbers
on the 5 pages of the last lab results. (One hour)
5 Phone my big brother, the doctor, to explain the results of Don’s
colon-endoscopy. ( In the absence of a doctor for him)
Inquire about the efficacy of controversial vaccinations for shingles and whooping cough.
6 Wait 3 days to leave the prescriptions at the Pharmacy. Too exhausted to move.
What did I learn?
Love brother’s care.
Learned how to spell many words about western medical treatment.
Managed my time strategically yesterday.
Cared for my partner.
Reserved procedures for another day.
Self-cared to the point of confidence.
Lived with the resources available in this great country.
10 May 2013 2 Comments
in Family, Uncategorized Tags: animals, faucets, feline, flowers, nature, paw prints, think better, upside-down cats
We think better
upside down;
leave less paw prints
upside down;
drink from faucets
upside down;
see more flowers
upside down;
you should try it for a day
upside down
the feline way!
5/9/13
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07 May 2013 2 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: babies, hummingbird, love song, mate, nest, quaint, resident
At 6AM , 2 feet away from my recliner, a resident hummingbird calls for a mate. Last Spring, I observed her mother 2 babies in the birdhouse, and she has returned to woo a male. He is not allowed in the nest, as it is small and will be filled with the babies. How quaint!
Love Song
Hummingbird
calls for a mate: a
beak lifted
to the sky.
Last spring birthed two babes;
Empty bird house waits.
(a Shadorma)