Category Archives: Fanciful

21. That moment when you’re done

I don’t have a poem today This morning I had a meeting, For work, It was one of those intense ones about assessment and people deciding a bit of my future. I didn’t sleep very well last night, Thinking about not only the meeting but, also, Everything I’ve ever done wrong in my entire life,ContinueContinue reading “21. That moment when you’re done”

20. Maybe there’s a better way of doing things

When I was a child, I liked eating over-easy eggs or, as I called them, ‘dipping eggs,” due to my brother’s practice of dipping a piece of toast into the golden, liquid yoke (my mom makes her eggs “easy,” or: just barely “set”). While I enjoyed an egg for breakfast, the action of consuming theContinueContinue reading “20. Maybe there’s a better way of doing things”

19. A game of chase

My friend’s dog once caught a squirrel, after years of chasing them. The basset hound, Millie, with the squirrel under her paw…suddenly didn’t know what to do. She looked up, droopy-eyed, to her owner. “Let it go, Millie,” he instructed. She obediently lifted her paw, and the critter frantically scampered to tree-high safety. The hound,ContinueContinue reading “19. A game of chase”

List of lists for the single person to make this Valentine’s Day (and none of them are “what to look for in a spouse”)

Valentine’s Day. I happen to love it. Love it, love it. I’m literally wearing a red sweater covered in obnoxious white hearts as I type this. That being said, I know it’s hard, too. Because everyone is having these cutest little love posts about their lives and when you’re not there, it’s tempting to feelContinueContinue reading “List of lists for the single person to make this Valentine’s Day (and none of them are “what to look for in a spouse”)”

February challenge

Last year I tried to write a piece of poetry every day for the month of February. This lasted decently well for the first two weeks. And then, sadly, one of my dearest friends was in a life-threatening accident involving an ambulance and unconsciousness and recovery and, to this day, there are things that hisContinueContinue reading “February challenge”

2. The holy (broken) family

Maybe St. Joseph Was just as broken as My father. We paint a rosy picture– Joseph cradles a sleeping Mary Joseph covers the baby Jesus Joseph works in his shop And the doves gather As the lilies bloom. But maybe We’re wrong. And our heart-cries For perfection have forgotten: Joseph was not announced by anContinueContinue reading “2. The holy (broken) family”

A simply delightful weekend

I have two mentors. They’ve both been like, “So, taking time for yourself,” and this has been a process that has taken a lot of time (*cough* a year *cough*), BUT, this weekend I dutifully marked as “recovery weekend” which meant no responsibilities to anyone except myself (I’m looking at you: job-that-I-love) and therein beganContinueContinue reading “A simply delightful weekend”