Sympathy cards
Out number
Birthday cards
For me
These days.
© Glenda Kotchish
June 17, 2018
Sympathy cards
Out number
Birthday cards
For me
These days.
© Glenda Kotchish
June 17, 2018
Green view
Sunlight
Soft breeze
Paws click
Dogs whine
Let’s go
Outside.
Puddle
In the
Foyer
© Glenda Kotchish
June 16, 2018
My friends and I have been discussing the magnificent mind of the human. Our brains are exceptional because we can, unlike most animals, see into the future–invent various scenarios and outcomes for any given even. We can look into the future and we can plan.
We think, forecast and bring into reality the very ideas which we imagine. Amazing, is it not?
But there is a fly in the ointment. We find ourselves conjuring up the worse, horrific consequences, things within our power, things not within our power to command.
This story, written over the course of two days, is the result of our discussions plus my own personal speculations of every day, inconsequential events.
Meet Queenie. Click here to read The Horrors of Mr. Mann.
They say, ” change takes time.”
Ha!
It’s happening all around, everywhere, every second, every nanosecond. No need to get on board. You already are.
Don’t be fooled by smallness. Little things are powerful. New story.
She’s poetry, every move she makes, every thought. Click here.
Tonight is Maggie Walker Governor School Art Program exhibit at Art Works. Here’s an observation poem about seeing them work on the exhibit. Click here.
A fictional, short story that country roads and rainy weather inspires. A quick read.
I woke up this morning thinking about eggs and my brother’s chickens and then well, you know how the mind works. It got going from there. Anyway, here’s a little remembering story. I hope you like it.
The clock, on the tabletop, was an inspiration this morning. A quick poem and I’m off…time is ticking away.