Wordle Me This… Vestige

Heart left cavernous
Clings to vestige of loved ones
Momento mori

The Reverie Journal Wordle Me This #3. And so it goes… We had a nice Thanksgiving.  My mother-in-law drove over from El Paso to join us and my uncle and cousin came as well. This Monday I went out and did some Christmas shopping. I can’t believe it’s December already! Rachael has been busy studying for her college finals and Gretchen did her independent book report and is practicing for the school Christmas concert. My dad will be flying in tomorrow to visit for a week. He’ll be here for the concert on Tuesday. Then my mother-in-law will be back for Christmas. Hoping 2015 will be a better year.

Thanksgiving Dinner 2014

Thanksgiving Dinner 2014

Family gathers
Thankful to be with loved ones
Without your presence

Pay It Forward – Haiku

Teacher walks to school
Eighteen mile dedication
Watch Pay It Forward


A few weeks ago, my daughter came home and told me she saw one of her teachers walking to school and he asked her where she bought her bike.  Well, Mom, in her own stupidity, nominated Mr. Mason for the pay it forward program on CBS 5 News.  They called a couple weeks ago, happy to pick Mr. Mason. Logistics to get it on film became a story in itself.  Of course they wanted to catch Mr. Mason walking to school, but when they found out he started off at 3AM!  Still Pat McReynolds tried to get everything in place for early Monday morning, but it didn’t work out.  Tuesday I was unavailable and we settled on Wednesday after the school day began.  Then CBS 5 went to the wrong AAEC campus. (Oops… so I was waiting a little longer than planned).

Tuesday was my cousin’s memorial service. There was a Phoenix police honor guard and many officers came to show their respect. It was great to see all the support for my cousin and his family.  There is a go fund me account set up for his children and to help spread awareness for PTSD of police officers.  If you would like to pay it forward click here.

Suffered in silence
One person takes his own life
Stop another loss

RIP – Craig Tiger
October 6, 1972
November 5, 2014

White and Nerdy

It started last night at dinner, my youngest was talking about Five Nights at Freddy’s.  Apparently the prequel takes place way back in 1987 (way back!?)  Being the strange family we are I said; Extra credit to the first person who can tell me how old Mom was way back in 1987.  Both girls started calculating.  Rachael answered first with 15.  No wrong answer.  Gretchen was still busy adding and subtracting but it didn’t take Rachael long to answer 14.  Yes, but since my birthday isn’t until Monday for most of 87 I was… still not difficult, Rachael replied, 13.

Gretchen was upset her sister gave away the answer so she gave us a math game she discovered online a few days ago.  She had her sister pick a number, double it, add six, divide by two, subtract your original number.  The answer… 3.  Rachael tried it over and over with different numbers.  One time she got tricky and picked i; which did not end up being 3 but it was close, since the answer was i +3.  Yes, this poet has math inclined children. Where did I go wrong?

Then this morning I find the #haikuchallenge word today is addition.  I remembered back to NaPoWriMo when one Saturday morning I was accosted by math. Believe it or not, the identical twin was a math major.  I think she took away all my addition sense when the egg split. :P

Addition problems
Frenetic arithmetic
Poet accosted

One egg splits in two
Daughters double overnight
Family addition

A Birthday haiku for my twin the haiku-a-holic.

My cousin, Michael, Me and Kati all November '73 babies.

My cousin, Michael, Me and Kati all November ’73 babies.

Swallowed Whole

The end of this month marks one year since the loss of my brother-in-law. Then a month later, my cousin, Ken, passed away.  We were traveling to El Paso that day to spend time with Nonnie (my mother-in-law) while the girls were on winter break.  This August my mom passed away.  She had gone through pictures and set them aside for each of us sisters. In my batch, I found a Thanksgiving picture of the Hosking/Dougherty clans (my twin’s family).

Thanksgiving 2001

Thanksgiving 2001

It is now up on the kitchen cabinet for this Thanksgiving. And this past weekend we were hit with another tragedy as we’ve lost another cousin.  I posted a picture of him and my twin and me on Facebook for throwback Thursday.

Me, Craig, Katryn Summer 1990

Me, Craig, Katryn
Summer 1990

News of suicide
hit hard by reality
tears open my heart

Plummet in despair
Black swallows all radiance
Snuffing out your light

Despondent reach out
Distance felt between us grows
Death cannot be breached

It’s been a very rough year.  I appreciate everyone’s thoughts and prayers.

Cowboy Boot Found Poem

Cowboy Boot

carpenter’s pencil
traced around my foot

I stepped off the paper
pulled off the left boot

you can
a while

the tools dust on them

you know
and my heel

traced around my foot twice
Painted Warrior
up the road
tapped my leg off the paper
our faces two sheets together
the pencil… Pushed

p 182 As the Crow Flies  by: Craig Johnson

p 182 As the Crow Flies
by: Craig Johnson

I Voted

Every year I walk to the polls, neighborhood elementary school, and vote.  I have never done early voting.  Well this year officials came together and decided they would have early ballot voting.  Everyone was mailed a form.  I received mine and Shawn’s in the mail, wondered what was up and discarded them. Then when we walked over to vote this morning, we learned everyone had to fill out provisional ballots.  Because those wise politicians decided this year would be all early voting without telling constituents, no one knows who sent in those ballots and who did not to make sure no one votes twice, anyone who actually waited to vote today (us silly folk who want to vote at the polls) have to fill out provisional ballots.  Even stranger – it’s all electronic now, no paper book to sign.  Why spend money to update voter sign in to electronic devices if we were all suppose to mail in our ballots and not show up at the brick and mortar poll?

midterm elections
voters mailed early ballots
lost their right to choose

Pumpkin Carving Haiku

The #haikuchallenge word today is flash.  Since the girls and I carved pumpkins last night, I have a collection of pumpkin carving haiku all with the word flash.

Pumpkin carving time
simple geometric shapes
flash over patience

Mom's simple jack-o-lantern

Mom’s simple jack-o-lantern

Five Nights at Freddy’s
characters carved in pumpkin
meet up in a flash

Gretchen performs surgery

Gretchen performs surgery

Carving pumpkin flesh
takes precise surgical skills
more than just a flash

Rachael's patient takes hours

Rachael’s patient takes hours

tray filled with yummy pumpkin
eaten in a flash

Tortoise enjoys a treat

Tortoise enjoys a treat

Gearing up for November Chapbook Contest

I’ve been quiet this past month. The last poem I spent any amount of time on was my anniversary limerick.  Over at Writer’s Digest, Robert Lee Brewer posted the last Wednesday Poetry prompt until December, because Saturday is already November 1st! Throughout November Brewer will be posting daily prompts for a chapbook contest.  One of my goals this year was to compile a chapbook.  I worked on one in the summer.  It didn’t get any bites.  I am going to give November an effort.  Today’s prompt was emerge.  On twitter the #haikuchallenge word today is unleash and with Halloween two days away -

Every Halloween
Parents unleash their children
Candy fiends emerge

Then I decided to try to work on an acrostic.

Every Halloween
Monsters and goblins roam streets
Entreating neighbors
Ring doorbells before
Grabbing candy happy to
Exclaim, Trick or Treat!

Happy Halloween!

Sexy Man – Limerick

A husband with shopping list in hand
made a purchase totally unplanned
whatever was he thinking
his wife had no inkling
her sexy man would create such demand

My "Sexy Man" on our anniversary October 12, 2014. Litchfield Park, AZ

My “Sexy Man” on our anniversary October 12, 2014. Litchfield Park, AZ

Since Narrator Central has changed over to Narrator International, my limerick for their “whatever was he thinking” contest was reposted.  Check it out on the Narrator International website.

Cerebral Palsy Is Not the Most Interesting Thing About Me


I don’t know how I would respond if someone told me my CP is what makes me an interesting person. Like this writer, I don’t want my work to focus solely on my disability.

Originally posted on TIME:

I’m awful at the art of the retort. My older brother tried his best to teach me about comebacks, but the lessons never stuck. Insults leave me stunned and silent. And so it happened one summer night in 2007 that I was mute when a college writing professor told me: “Your disability is the most interesting thing about you.”

My disability, which I’ve had since birth, is cerebral palsy (CP), a neuromuscular disorder. The diagnosis can apply to a wide range of symptoms with various degrees of severity, but in my case it affects my balance, depth perception, and fine motor skills. Although I walk with a limp, I’m able to live an independent life. Two operations, plastic leg braces, and a few years of physical and occupational therapy mostly mitigated CP’s effects on me. I thought so, at least.

Then that writing professor offered her perspective: “Your disability is…

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