Waste not. Want not: apple cider vinegar

This poem is being written in stages to highlight the things I do toward frugal living. ~ First it was Covid mouth. Yeah, it’s a thing. Mouth wash to the rescue. Sadly, none did I bring. Then it was mucus build up in the back of my throat. Gross, I know. What can I do?Continue reading “Waste not. Want not: apple cider vinegar”

Metamorphoses

Perhaps the moon will step gently from the sky. Her foot trailing star dust as she glides by.  ~ A body aglow in pale light. Lifting a spirit bright.  ~ Willingly leaving her home in the sky. Living among mortals, nigh. ~ A prayer. A wish. The longing of a lovers kiss.  The flicker ofContinue reading “Metamorphoses”