Bubbles on my Latte and Pink Polish

My pastel pink nails clink against my coffee mug as I tap out the melody coming over the radio. I boldly face all the controversy and problems that lay ahead one word at a time. The letters fall across my keyboard like a scrabble board game. I look down at my notebook that has aContinue reading “Bubbles on my Latte and Pink Polish”

The Pressing Solitude of Decisions

A decision pressed closely against the glass Reverberates a prism of thought Of connection. Of dissonance. A decision of solitude. A decision of birth or denial. A decision pressed closely against the glass Strains its ugly ear to find you. Strains into your deepest thoughts. Listening, pressing close. Making a crowd or closing in solitude.Continue reading “The Pressing Solitude of Decisions”

A Dove and a Mirror

As I gazed in the mirror at my wood wicked chair I wondered what was is to come. A dove flighted off a branch and I wondered; wondered deep. Wandering through the paths of all the “could be’s” and the “might’s.” To a deep wonder. I stood gazing back at my old life. Had IContinue reading “A Dove and a Mirror”

Rattlesnake Ridge, Snoqualmie Falls

My foot heaved over the ruddy roots as Ruby sprang ahead of me. Ruby is my sister’s dog. I was climbing Rattlesnake Ridge not 6 months after my surgery. It was an amazing feeling of triumph. One of those feelings you get after doing something to the max. Pushing yourself to your limits. As theContinue reading “Rattlesnake Ridge, Snoqualmie Falls”