walking

M, M & M

  Maple’s limbs encircle its trunk like one big hug.  The thawing ground  gets white rubber boots muddy while I lingering under this tree during my Mile Morning Meanderings.  

writing

A Moment in Time

A Moment in Time by:basheesima A sweet four-year-old watched me pull on my jacket and slip my feet inside my boots. His long eyelashes swept over his innocent blue eyes. He asked me, “Are you going to...

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Fire on the Water

  Fire on the Water by:basheesima       The swoosh of water passing over wooden planks sanded as smooth as a baby’s bottom and painted glossy black, the slap of a wave cresting and...

poetry

The Salt in my Bones

I don’t won’t can’t needn’t —say.     I do will can need —love.   I see saw live know —truth.   I feel deal steal reel —light.   I go stay wait come —home. ...

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Finding South

Hanging with my friends on a beautiful sunny day, I noticed the moon shining in the afternoon’s blue skies and told them this…how to find south with the moon

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love

Always

Always by:basheesima    My heart beating like, a mad man drummer. Your hands touching me, yet not my lover. Closed eyes startling, static energy. Your lips speaking, truths not forgery. My spirit join...