All posts tagged poetry

Tree Pirates

Have you ever climbed a tree? Did you like the view? The change of perspective is good for you. Have you ever pretended to be something you are not? Really? You could learn some lessons from the short ones who live in your house. Let your hair down and have a little fun.

So, Maybe It Is A Porn Site

In M3’s 250th post, we are going to take a very large detour. No construction barrels or barricades were harmed in the making of this post. Do you recall The Night Scene? Click on the link, since it will open in another window. You may just need to see it to understand what is to […]

Muse for Monday

Mantra

Raymond left a comment on I ain’t escared, which just made me know this was a poem which would find its way from the scribble pad beside my bed to M3. Mantra tends to like singing me to sleep. I love looking at the pad when I wake up to see where I fell asleep and […]

Muse for Monday

Today has been an unsettling one for me. As this post goes live, I will be on the road again. I am headed to a funeral.

The Hidden Meaning

Now, the introduction to Muse for Monday was fairly clear (reread again to be sure). Go ahead, and click the link. It will open in another tab, so you can keep reading here. The reason I wanted you to pick an image of what empty meant to you was because I discovered long after I […]