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In these pages you will find my original works of poetry.

I also blog about my life. Common topics include: parenting, gardening, cooking, baking, cleaning, decorating, designing, remodeling, mixed martial arts, current affairs, and of course my current work in progress.

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Do You Know Where to Find Me?

My Lover, My Fear

Immortal Soul

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Unveiling Eulogy for Abe and Fanya Jachniuk

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I know where my mind will go anytime I see a bowl of glass fruit or faded old war medals. Anytime I taste a Jewish apple cake, well...

She is the Realest Form of Magic

A woman with a troubled past sits alone. Her slender fingers tremble ever so slightly as she lifts her hands to wring them together in...

Love: a calm sea

We all have a purpose in life. A burning fire within, guiding our choices and shaping our lives. Does that mean we are all destined for...

I Am A Woman And The Girl Remains Within

I’ve long wondered when I would make the transformation The evolution? The reincarnation? The metamorphosis? From unsure Timid Curious...

To Spite A Year Of Covid Loss

Healthy men right around your age Dying. You went to work. “Masks don’t work. Stay in your homes,” they said. You went to work. “Ok, wear...

Maybe The Time Has Come

The world is dying. The marbled blue and green mass of cells and gases that has birthed so much life is dying. Life that has bubbled into...

Pieces of you and me

I see myself as I was... as I began. You are me... back then. I am you... now. Is there one, is there two, is there three of us? At...

What's in the garden?

This garden borders the left side of the backyard. It buffers the fence that is shared with my sweet neighbors. I started to the work on...

How can I know?

I dare not think I know at all. How can I know? I am just a passing glance. I know a bit about a windy day, but what are rustles but a...

A Mess of Words

Truth lies hidden, buried with the dead The essence of our living, written but not read When you stop to listen do you hear the anger...

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Books and Poetry by Michelle O.