Category: Writing
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Thank you, Marie
I am no longer accepting awards, but I will thank Marie Abanga at marieabanga.com for nominating me for the Wonderful Team Member Readership Award. Marie is a fellow mental health advocate and author of My Unconventional Loves: My Hurts, My Adulteries, My Redemption.
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As a Child
As a child I wanted to be a doctor To cure people of disease As a teen I wanted to be a neurosurgeon To fix brains with a scalpel As a young woman I became a psychotherapist To fix troubled youth with broken lives With the exchange of spoken words I kept falling apart My…
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WordPress Followers range from active to silent
Sending out a HUGE HUG and SHOUT OUT to Glenn2point0 who blogs at Glenn2point0.wordpress.com about his Opinions on Life, the Universe and Mental Things. He thanked me and our dear blogging friend Dyane Harwood of Birth of a New Brain | Healing from Postpartum Bipolar Disorder for being two of his most active blog followers. Glenn,…
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Gratitude
Tonight I am grateful for my son whom I love dearly. To celebrate his fourteenth birthday tomorrow, we are mountain biking on ruggedly beautiful Mammoth Mountain an ancient volcano lying beside the granite Eastern Sierras of California. The Sierra Nevada mountain range Ansel Adams photographed and John Muir wrote of and advocated to preserve. As I write, I sit…
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Thank You Nonsense and Shenanigans
Tempest Rose, author of the amazing blog Nonsense & Shenanigans – Trying to make sense out of nonsense and shenanigans …but usually achieving the opposite, today honored me by nominating me for the Liebster Award at http://nonsenseshenanigans.com/2014/07/12/liebster-award/. Please go visit her blog, enjoy her writing, and learn more about her. The blogs she nominated are well worth reading. Although greatly…
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Chi flows, Wind Blows
Stockdale Wolfe’s work, both visual art and written word, is so stunning, I just had to share.
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Third Person
Once, a lifetime ago, when I was only twenty-eight, a rather gifted poet friend of mind, upon reading the first person narrative of my journal, suggested that I try writing in third person. I gave it a try and in so doing turned my rather self-absorbed navel-gazing journal writing into fiction. Some day, some year, I…
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Suicide Infanticide
Long, long ago When my son was very, very young I thought of killing myself But what about my son? I can’t leave him behind Well then, I’ll take him with me Oh, my God! That’s where it comes from That’s why mothers take their children’s lives When depressed and suicidal They do not want…
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Bad Mom
Bad mom Selfish mom Ineffective mom Permissive mom Bipolar mom At times, abusive mom At times, out of control mom At times, rageful mom She’s even hit her kid She’s even slapped her kid No excuse No excuse to hit a child No excuse to slap a child At my son’s request, I revised this poem,…