Category Archives: U-Turns

Poems about life changes. Stories of Life.

Morphine and Fentanyl-A Chemical Concussion

Posted on October 28, 2019 by Winding Stream Press

  September 10, 2019 I disappeared for awhile. I’d been in a rough patch health wise. One night I was curled on bathroom floor in pain too weak to move, my husband called 911 and an ambulance arrived. My husband … Continue reading →

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Shadow Selfie as Self Realization Art

Posted on June 14, 2019 by Winding Stream Press

In a picture of the black and white lines of a playground, I find myself an alien being with angled arms, tilted head And strangely straight legs. Where is the crooked woman I see in the mirror? Yes, arms and … Continue reading →

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Dying Green-The beginning of an irreverent series on growing old

Posted on September 4, 2018 by Winding Stream Press

Dying Green Should be a serious event. Unexpectedly, It isn’t Yesterday we bought a plot For my spouse Right next to me On a hill overlooking A meadow shouting green And a forest singing wind. This morning he says, “You … Continue reading →

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An Interrupted Journey

Posted on January 10, 2017 by Winding Stream Press

Life traveled on in its normal daily path until one day it didn’t.  One minute I was in the emergency room for abdominal pain.  The next minute I had surgery.  I woke up in a hospital room a few days … Continue reading →

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September-A Birthday Month

Posted on September 23, 2014 by Winding Stream Press

This month holds my birthday a new grand-daughter’s, a sister-in-law, a daughter-in-law’s mother, my step-mother and my ancient black dog.  I am expected to provide poems and art. This summer brought an unusual gift a ‘grand-daughter’ almost 17 who is … Continue reading →

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By Way of Explanation – CRAO*

Posted on June 22, 2014 by Winding Stream Press

moving in moving out moving in staying Noir moved in first. Never unpacked but liked the left front window and did hang his favorite drapery- black with ruffly edges. He didn’t like the view or the house. Left after just … Continue reading →

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Let’s Write in Music 3-A U-Turn expressed in Poetry and Music

Posted on January 25, 2014 by Winding Stream Press

Like so many others who dabble in the arts, I am a multi-faceted dabbler. Born into a very musical family, I soon followed suit.  My professional musician Father who wanted an in-house accompanist egged me on.  It is impossible for … Continue reading →

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Bounded

Posted on January 8, 2014 by Winding Stream Press

Bounded   Boundaries creep up. Unexpected walls grow in rooms. Moving through the house requires walking a twisting labyrinth. Every foot fall necessitates careful planning.   Underfoot a future dog bounces through the rooms.  He’s unconcerned by moving walls and … Continue reading →

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Writing to Edward Hopper

Posted on August 27, 2013 by Winding Stream Press

The Painted Lady and the Poet at the Nighthawk Café   Once again I sat at the bar long after midnight. Joe sat in his usual seat on my right.  We spoke in mono- syllables too late, too tired for … Continue reading →

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U-Turns-A Sunday Drive Leaves the Country

Posted on July 24, 2013 by Winding Stream Press

I Suddenly driving the world shifts. Inside that shift I am in Asia. I watch families shop for produce piled in cardboard boxes along the side walk. Scarecrows of corn ears peer from their boxes to see if someone comes … Continue reading →

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