April 6, 2025
1st Sunday Open Mic
I took several pics of writers reading today.
I also read and got a lot of positive feedback.  


Limbs, Bones and Branches

This tree cooled me mid summer

Now it will warm my

bones with her bones.

Her excess fallen in the winds

Trimmed away

Left in small stacks

for my taking.

Limbs

Bones

Branches.

 

Witchy ancestors

speak from the marrow

of her limbs

 

Deep guttural sounds

bubbling up as they fester

in the heat of the womb

 

like stove.

Encircled around

Drawing the edge

Is it comfort or survival?

Is it simply another day?

 

 



 

 

 

 




We went a long time today.  Close to 20 open mic readers and 3 Featured Readers.   Luckily the majority of its good.  Really is kind of an amazing congregation of writers.   



Rookery was 54 degrees, but it felt 10 degrees less than that.   Mergansers were dominating the scene.  They are beginning to pair off and they were making noise this afternoon. 

It was not very sunny but the reflections on the water were strong.  Soon green will begin to pop up around the edges and that soft brown will get erased.   There is some red bud action in the trees. 

I've made a commitment to EJ to write at least 350 words a day.   I wrote over that today, but it's not interesting enough to post.   I'm making this commitment in support of EJ's writing their senior project; a mutual pledge. 


The end of another week, and an interesting and long one.   Here's to another positive one. Wish me luck.

I

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