So Very Proud Again ...

Proud to announce again:

Now only am I new bride to Gavin Jones, AKA Dubblex, he tells me I’m his source of inspiration and of this I am very proud. I am also proud that Fountain House Gallery shows his work and ArtLifting is also promoting Gavin and selling his work.

See what’s for sale here!  

I am very proud too, that I am one of the recent winners of a poetry contest where the publishing house, Acquirelle offered a poetry publication prize. 

I won 3^rd prize! I understand from other poets that winning any poetry contest and a book deal as a result of the contest, is a very big deal. Again I am so very very proud. I quote Acquirelle below:

!You have a unique voice, a great voice, we are delighted to have created this book for you; you rank with those we consider the top of our published work (and there are a few great ones there). You are a worthy winner in the contest (this collection proves it once again) and it is a pity no "regular" publisher has yet discovered you. Maybe this book will help, it is a book to be proud of!

In about 2 months you will find the book my book, Tupelo Honey and other tales on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Ingram. Aquillrelle will do some marketing through Facebook, Twitter, New Press Release and my own page on our site.

2 short poems

That One Little Thing ...

I lost the paper I had written

that tidbit of information on

perhaps I’ll have to search the garbage again

looking for that one little scrap that will make life

more worthwhile and then I see my

whole life is a metaphor for this search

constantly seeking that one little thing

I’ve lost or misplaced, like the cash that

dropped off my computer stand that day

and fell in the garbage pail beneath where

I finally salvaged it after two days 

LADDER OF SUCCESS

Lets all mingle and hobnob

with the bigwigs

the ones we follow as leaders

hope and wait for the time

when they will follow me

and you will have become passe’

L’Chaim! Toasting 2017

My words like music, fill your ears

My lips, soft like rose petals touch your lips

Words fill you with sounds I don’t hear

Rhymes I spout fill your heart

Lonely, long for love, here, now

Too smart for my own good

If you only stood where I stand,

Maybe you’d understand

Where I’m coming from

Childhood to adulthood in barely an hour

Live till we’re dead under power

Of the IRS, government shadows & showers

Wonder if or when or can it be better

Our minds, thoughts controlled, fettered

Would a chain letter do, a scarlet letter

BE a trend setter or pacesetter

Move forward, be straightforward

Hold words close to our heart

As though words are people;

They’re not

Store words in our hearts

Know we can’t go back to yesterday

Must live with what we hear today

What we say & hear on sad days

Thoughts are transient

Words last longer

Can’t erase words you’ve spoken

Words escape your palate, are token

Leave me brokenhearted

Pretend to study a pie chart

Love is strange,

Life, a curse, a game played on my shame

Kick start my life into another movie frame

Soothe and feed flames

Love claims my blame

My name, my fame,

Life’s games, reclaim my stage & nick name

Disclaim strife – go on with life