The last Friday of 2022! Fifty-two weeks have flown by. This week Patricia at Reverie has hosting duties. she reflects on the year and has a beautiful blessing poem. It's been a wild week for me in Oregon. Last Friday, we were covered in ice and about 1PM the pipe in the garage burst; it looked like a car wash! We were left with no water and no heat(water in the furnace shut it down but thankfully after it dried, all good). After one night of roughing it with space heaters (because of the ice wasn't safe to travel)we broke a mini-vacay at a local hotel, close to the house. By Monday our HOA had a crew out and repaired the pipes and we returned. Plus the universe wants me to take a break and not speak, so I've been gifted with laryngitis. Today, I am sharing some of the #smallpoemsdecember. I admit, I am behind on writing. ICYMI Are you thinking of a One Little Word for 2023? I have been. Last Saturday, I met Pamela Sue Johnson, a local mixed media artist at The Procrastinator's Market (on of my favorite event in December) It turns out she's offering an online class to create an art piece with your2023 word. I've signed up. I also bought a journal with this art as it has my word, flourish, from 2021. Wonder was my 2022 word and it has served me well. Here's to 2023 and all the adventures and wonder to be found. Happy New Year!
Welcome to a cold and breezy Poetry Friday. I hope you have a warm fire or something warm to drink as you enter this special community. And thanks to Irene at Live Your Poem for hosting us all this Friday before Christmas Eve and Day.
May this weekend be filled with magic and mystery for all who celebrate. Besides collaborating with Linda Mitchell for Spark 53, I reached out to some new poetry friends. Fernanda Valentino shares a poem in What is a Friend edited by Sylvia Vardell and Janet Wong. She volunteered to write a response to this photo I took in Glencoe, Scotland. Fàilte Heavy clouds cascading Looming low, they skim And brush these emerald valleys With winter's thick, cold kiss. Laden with burdens The storm clouds linger, dense Their damp and dewy fingers Caress this desolate place. Melancholy mornings As sunlight struggles through Each day another battle For sunbeams, pale and new. What is this lonely, far-flung place? What does this small hut ponder? What secrets does it hide? What memories dwell inside? Let the clouds become nostalgic And the darkness dissipate To reveal the face of Spring Impart her warm embrace. This isolation's fleeting The time must surely come When the soothing voice of Spring Whispers “Welcome home”. ©Fernanda Valentino
Are you thinking of a One Little Word for 2023? I have been. Last Saturday, I met Pamela Sue Johnson, a local mixed media artist at The Procrastinator's Market (on of my favorite event in December) It turns out she's offering an online class to create an art piece with your2023 word. I've signed up. I also bought a journal with this art as it has my word, flourish, from 2021.
Welcome to Poetry Friday. Only Two more Fridays after today in 2022. Karen at Karen Edmisten*.
Today I have a collaboration with Linda Mitchell. We shared pieces with one another for Spark 53. Dreams In Between By Jone Rush MacCulloch Letters are small angels flying in between — Anne Wynne, from “Letters are Small Angels” The queen dreams of letters, written by cardinals in deep winter. Are words written by the divine lost? Small messages from everyday angels found tucked in each envelope. I am flying in the alleyways, a queen in rainbow wings, delivering letters and dreams in between. Last Call for 2023 New Year Postcards
Won't you join us? We have about 9 of us exchanging postcards. Sign up for the 2023 New Year Postcard Exchange. Send five, send ten or send to all. Did you know there are 17 days until 2022 ends? Woohoo! Let's celebrate the New Year with a New Year Postcard? In Japan, it’s called Nengajo, a Japanese custom of ushering in the new year.How It Works:
Photo Small PoemsScribbles in the NotebookSome small poems were scribbles in my notebook.
December 5, 2022 slurping soup chicken noodle bowl achy tooth © jone rush macculloch December 8, 2022 Worked on a Spark 53 Poem December 9, 2022 kindergartners joyous sounds making snow people ©jone rush macculloch December 10, 2022 amber gold winter whisky warmth grandfather ©jone rush macculloch |
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