water – Poetry & More

I need you

My second poem has been published on Spillwords. I’d like to thank Dagmara K. and the Spillwords team. The flood waters in the picture is the creek behind my house. 🥺 Back in February, 2025.

The leaf Erin had been told that dreaming about muddy water meant something bad was going to happen. Many times in her life, she had dreamt about the muddy water of a flooded river. Or a disturbed creek. Never had the water touched her. One time, the muddy water lapped hungrily toward herContinue reading “The leaf”

My last weight loss journey: drink more water

Drink more water. 🤢 Stay hydrated. If I may ask, when did the phrase ‘stay hydrated’ become so common? Honestly. I live in my own world. A co-worker scared the be-gee-bees out of me the other day because I was in my own little world. 🤭 I don’t like water. But I’ve tried to addContinue reading “My last weight loss journey: drink more water”

Water bottle

Started out as a water stain

Dreams: Foggy Mess

What did I eat for dinner? What form of indigestion made this night a winner? My bestie was in my dream. However, her face was unseen. Why we were on a boat, I’ll never know. Could have been a show? There was a man. I have no idea who he was. All he did wasContinue reading “Dreams: Foggy Mess”

New Earth

2,030 marked the first human mission to Mars. Scientists were on this trip; people who were in charge of setting up the first ever base camp. Ground Y had already launched two BFS’s (Big Florida Spaceships) to Mars, full of cargo for the base camp. Earth held its collective breath as the big crafts landedContinue reading “New Earth”

Ships

All of our lives, we hear sayings. Some we understand. Other soar over our heads. Their meanings lost in the clouds. I have heard the phrase “two ships passing in the night” many times during my life. I’m sure I will hear it many more. This is the first time in my life I canContinue reading “Ships”

I Dreamt A Little Dream About You

Hi. My name’s Jack. Okay, not really. But I identify with Jack. I like the way it sounds when people say it: JACK. Jack conjures up images of daring adventures and something completely different. So call me Jack. I can draw but I’ve been taking classes to help get my dreams out of my head.Continue reading “I Dreamt A Little Dream About You”