When I cannot see
My fingers do the walking
Bodies can surprise
Coming Back Home
WordPress is changing and so am I. The simplified format beckons. I have new stories to tell.
A New Abnormal
My vision began to plummet a mere month ago Macular degeneration run rampant Blogging became too difficult for words I'll keep you as posted as possible
a New Abnor
TURTLE TALES
Yesterday in the paper I read a story about a Misssissippi map turtle named Charlie who had made friends with the family he lived with. This took me back to memories of a Georgia box turtle who once lived in our house.
One Chrstmas my eight year old son Donovan announced after he had opened his presents that there was something missing. He wanted a pet. The next day we went to a pet store so he could pick out one that caught his fancy.
Donovan wandered among the pets for a while until he made his choice, a Georgia box turtle with one gimpy leg that he named Alfalfa. Alfalfa liked to be taken outside to walk in the grass, as Charlie did. And also periodically got lost, like Charlie. Usually I was the one to find him.
We had to learn Alfalfa’s ways as he made his home with us. We used the top of a round Playskool tinkertoy box as his water bowl. It had a raised circular lip that was the right height for Alfalfa to stretch his neck out to drink. Since we did not keep him penned up, he had the run of the house. When he was thirsty, Alfalfa made his way to the kitchen where we kept his bowl on the floor near the sink. Then he waited for one of us to come put water in it for him.
Reader Directions
A question. When I was cronechronicler all my posts were published on the Reader. Now that I have changed to poetrybyheart.me I appear only in Reader conversations. I have had no luck searching the usual way – if any such thing still exists. I appreciate any help you can give me. Thanks.
January Days
I wake up to dreary skies And breakfast to sun beams Who knows what the hours may bring Time's a bumpy ride One thing I do know Love and joy survive Healing balm to soothe our wounds This road may surprise
Meet My New Name
As Cronechronicler I ran into a problem Difficult to solve Vivachange 77 Wandered off her dark blue grid To one of pale pink Skipping odd details A strange change was the result Blog has a new name On the blue background Poetrybyheart.me Welcomes my readers Please don't be put off By different Gravatar It's still the same me
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