Tag: poetry
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Snippets of Summer.
Sweet Summer: It is making its slow, inevitable disappearance. And while I truly do enjoy all four seasons, I must admit I’m more than ready for fall. Bring on the cardigans; bring on the pumpkins. Let us north-easterners dry off our sweaty summer armpits and rejoice in the brisk autumn winds. But Snap, you’re getting […]
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Sometimes.
All The Senses. . . . Sometimes when I’m freshly showered, with a spattering of lip gloss and my legs cat-curled up under, I feel a distant memory blooming. The air in my nose feels fresh, sharp. There’s a whimsy, an eyelash curl, a playground smile. I wash my hands in scalding water to kick-start […]
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Shh.
Just Another Day in Paradise, Yo. . . . Hi. How are you, Dear Reader? How do you feel today: body, mind, and soul? Pause. Think. Answer honestly. Me? I’m doing just fine, thanks. I’m currently sitting on our RV love seat, clicking past the miles somewhere between Ohio and Indiana. Sweet Baby Snap is […]
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Wait Awhile.
A Weirdo, Cerebral Reflection from Yours Truly. . . . Wouldn’t it be something if our every thought could be documented? Like, our dreams could be stored away in The Vault of Complete Memories, which I visualize as a rather Soviet-looking building, filled with hundreds of books and videotapes. Every dream, pondering, or musing filed […]
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Last Gasp.
Oh, Winter. I do love you. . . . There’s something about the last gasp of winter that I absolutely adore. Because even though it’s technically springtime–what with the equinox being over and all–we northeastern folks know that pretty much doesn’t mean shit. And while there are usually a handful of truly glorious, 70-degree days […]
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Today.
(rips a fresh slice of paper out of a spiral-bound notebook) . . . 1. Mind Shh. Quiet Time. Listen to the birds; listen to the leaves. Remind yourself that you are enough. In fact, you’re more than enough: you’re wonderful. 2. Body Water, all around. Drink it in, splash it on. Rinse those worries […]
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A Welcome Breeze.
This & That from Yours Truly. . . . Hi! And greetings from my parked car. I’ve got the AC chilling on low, Toddler Snap snoozing in his car seat, and a pumpkin iced latte within reach. Each sip reminds me of pleasant fall mornings in my classroom. Singing along with Regina Spektor as I […]
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On Friends.
This past month or so has been filled with visits from those who were starting to feel like long-lost friends. (Pandemically speaking, that is.) It truly has been joyous to see so many (vaccinated!) loved ones after at least eight(ish) months of diligent social isolation on our part. And I’m not gonna lie: it was […]
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On Curls & Icy Beverages.
Wuddup, Dear Reader? Greetings to you and yours, after my small blogging break. I’m currently lounging (?) in the driver’s seat of my car. Baby Snap is snoozing in the back, so I pulled into one of a trillion strip malls on The Main Line. Starbucks in hand. AC blasting. I even scored a free […]
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Re-Snap: Just Go.
. . . A Re-Issue from The SnapDragon Archives: Originally Posted in March of 2019 . . . Little Old Me telling Little Old You to see the world. I experienced my first airplane ride at the age of 24. There’s no extraordinary reason for the delay, really. I grew up in a working-class household, […]
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