Saturday, March 21, 2026

Itching: Micro Fiction

In January, my friend Kelley and I stopped to get Chinese food to take back to my house to eat. I found someone's grocery list lying on the ground. I remembered one year at Sanibel Island Writers Conference learning about a website that published people's actual grocery lists as fodder for stories. This is why I picked up the list. It took a while to figure out what the story could be, and I've worked on it for a week. It helped me recall how much I love writing fiction. 

 




 Itching

She had decided to improve her health. Enough of the fast food and convenience items she has been depending on. Stop being lazy, Sara, she told herself. You aren’t getting any  younger. Full-on veganism was the plan. Anything else would be halfway.


She was committed. While making her list, she decided she’d take her doctor’s advice and give up caffeine. She added decaf coffee.Yes! One trip to the grocery store she could start down an entirely new path to health and wellness. She was itching to get started. No time like the present!


Sara made her list on an odd-shaped piece of recycled cardboard, and attached a coupon for Gold Bond Lotion she had cut out of the back of People magazine. Her skin has been getting dry and itchy now that she has entered her fifties. It was time to start taking care of her skin as well. 


She was going to be a whole new person.


Excited about her plan, she headed off to the local Publix, convinced their vegetables would be superior, although she couldn’t recall the last time she had purchased a vegetable from Publix or any other store. Yes, it has been a while. This is why the plan was so vitally needed. A whole new life awaits.


After parking, Sara looked at herself in the rear view mirror. She saw a woman with an aging, sallow face. All this changes today, she told herself. Just do it!


The store was fairly crowded, but she made her way through the produce section, picking up the items on her list: pears, bananas, cherries, squash, walnuts. She found a bag of already prepped slaw and picked up the ingredients in the condiments aisle for a mayonnaise free dressing: apple cider vinegar, honey, and stone ground mustard. With each item placed carefully into the cart, her enthusiasm for this project grew. 


After grabbing the Grevalia decaf in the coffee aisle, Sara headed to the cashiers. Yikes. Only two opened, and each with long lines of customers with loaded carts. She realized a trip to the bathroom was in order, so she slid her cart out of the way in the wine section, and headed to the restroom. While washing her hands she looked in the mirror again and thought, hmmm, I’m looking better already! My skin looks fresh. Amazing what a new attitude can do!


She left the ladies room and found herself walking out the electric door. In a short distance she was pulling open the door to #1 Wok Chinese food. Without another thought of her vegan commitment, she got her usual: boneless spare ribs appetizer, three shrimp egg rolls, and an order of General Tso’s Chicken. Carrying her parcel to her car, she didn’t give a thought to the cart she left behind. Her grocery list, loose in her pocket, dropped out onto the pavement. She didn’t notice a thing. All she could think of was the hot food waiting to be eaten, and she rushed home. She poured herself a hefty glass of wine, dished out her food until the plate was overflowing with meat-heavy items, and feasted while watching the new season of Virgin River on Netflix. She fell asleep in front of the television.


Around 11:00 p.m., Sara woke. Her arms and legs and belly were itchy. She was still tipsy from the wine. It was then she remembered she had not picked up the Gold Bond Lotion. I’ll have to find that coupon, she thought, as she flipped over to go back to sleep. 




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Sunday, March 15, 2026

You

 Are you gently sleeping
Here inside my dream?
And isn't faith believing
All power can't be seen
From song "To Where You Are"

On Saturday morning I started thinking again about trying to get together a new writing circle, and I began brainstorming how I would approach it. I pulled a book off my shelf that I actually didn't know I still had. I had purged a lot of books a couple of years ago, and since I hadn't ever really used the book, I figured it was gone. But there it was.

Upon opening it I found something I didn't even remember existed:



I didn't realize that Jim had given me this book. I felt it was a sweet message of his belief in me and the journey I continue here on earth.

Today I began to look into a slightly different approach and found a book that was published on October 7, 2025 -- a year to the day he passed away.

For a long while, I have been open to messages wherever they come from, and I cannot help but feel he is gently leading me in my way. Others would say "just coincidence." Sure. A coincidence that informs me on ways to go. I believe synchronicity is a power in the universe that helps us follow the path that will serve us best.

With that in mind, I wrote this poem:

I find you, Jim,
as I muse on
things I want to
pursue.
Your name in a book, 
handwritten by you.
A publication date
of significance to me.
All happenstance
mind you,
not planned
or searched for.

Some would say
synchronicity.

I feel a kinship
to you on the other
side of the great divide.
Something slightly
different than here
on the earthly plane.
You show up
in mystical ways
like you know what
I am thinking
before I do.






Thursday, February 26, 2026

More Than This?

Today I'm inspired by a David Kirby poem "More Than This."  I highly suggest you read the poem here. While you're at it, read Kirby's notes on how he write his poems.


One of the things about David Kirby's poems is what is referred to as the 'boffo ending." I first heard this when I was a member of Toastmasters, and have heard it used a few times since. It is the determination to end whatever your performance or written art with a bang.

I used the final words of "More Than This" to begin the poem I am sharing here.


The world is so beautiful it
will give you no peace.

Often there is a 
 feeling of wanting more

or wanting something to be
different --but what?

And then realizing you have
every single thing in
front of you and inside you
that you will ever need.

Your wanting is the 
motivation to keep 
consistently looking
at that which
brings peace.

So, take heart.
There is no final answer.

Instead
repeatedly embrace
the beauty and knowledge
which is 
within.

You already know the way.




Tuesday, February 24, 2026

Starting My Day 2.24.26

This is how I started my day after I read the selection from Centering Prayer by Peter Trabon Haas

I didn't want to forget to write a poem, so I grabbed a line from a reading and this is what I wrote:

Though I lack wings to fly
I can walk through
this world with grace
and in peace.

Though I cannot swim deep
in the ocean,
I can bring a calm presence
to those around me.
Sometimes all it takes is
a smile.

Though it is unlikely I will
climb to the top of a mountain,
I can reach the peaks of
friendship, love, and
community
by reaching out
by being present
by including everyone.

 I drank my coffee and journaled, and then I found some happy sushi to color.

Happy Tuesday, all. 


Wednesday, February 18, 2026

Continue

My friend Kelley gave me this sentence and asked me to write a poem.

The sentence:
I carry the love forward, and I continue living.

Here is the poem.


I carry your love forward
and I continue living

My every breath misses you

Sometimes, I can only remember
when you were struggling
to get breath of your own

So, I treasure my breathing

Sometimes, I recall how difficult
travel had become

And I feel blessed I can travel

Always, I remember how you
loved me, expressing it in
our everyday lives continually

That kind of love changed me

Losing you changed me
even more

All of this I carry forward
each day

As I make my way on this
physical plane

                      without you


 

Thursday, February 12, 2026

Heard at a Meeting


Reflections on an inspirational day


We think we need to help God

but what we need to do

is let God help us.

*

The monks have finished the Walk of Peace.

They say we can find peace by activating

lovingkindness

compassion

love

harmony

hope

*

I center on these messages

I heard on the 11th day of February

knowing my heart now carries

a true peace I have stretched

for these many years and could

never reach.

And why?

What is different?

I let God help me.



 

Friday, February 6, 2026

What Willie Nelson Says

Inspired by the poem "What Ray Charles Says" by David Kirby.

For Kelley


It's a bit obscure
and I'm glad I found it
A song called "Always Now"
Willie recorded in 2008

It's always now
There never was a used to be
Everything is still with me
And it's always now

This song soothes me
It helps me know Jim
is still here, even as time
goes on and it can feel like the
distance is growing.

But here's the thing...
It isn't 
It's always now
It's always our meeting
It's always our wedding day
It's always our pool parties
It's always Sunday golf
It's always going to Cancun
Ashe County
Nashville
It's always designing the home we built
It's always moving to Florida
It's always his unwavering
support and belief in me
It's always the time we
spent with family and friends
and at fancy Christmas parties
It's always the herb gardens
and him bringing me coffee
every morning and our dog
Macbeth jumping on the bed

It all lives in my heart

There's really only you and me
And it's always now







 

Itching: Micro Fiction

In January, my friend Kelley and I stopped to get Chinese food to take back to my house to eat. I found someone's grocery list lying on ...