Feeling bad because you invaded–again—
and feeling bad because your borders were overrun–again—
are not the same kinds of regret.
A once-grassy field, now worn into barren footpath,
evinces no sympathy
when you tell her how steel-toed boots
pinch your blistered feet.
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A personal blog that's mostly about gardening and cats.
fairy tales ain't just for fairies anymore
A Pox on the Patriarchy
a writing quest
(give or take a few)
Be Loud. Be Brave. Be You.
Ponder(verb) to weigh in the mind; to view with deliberation; to examine carefully; to consider attentively
It was all fun and games, until the fisticuffs and shenanigans... -Deutschmarc
the life of a flamboyant accountant
Cats are my patronus. A clowder of cats.
Navigating through my post-work world
Here and now, with all of it.
The blog of Luther M. Siler, teacher, author and local curmudgeon
All about Poetry: Sublime, Ridiculous, Useful
Historical Non-Fiction in Northern Ontario
