It's not exactly the day to go ice skating. I hike my skate bag higher on my shoulder and badge out of the door at work. Sunshine overwhelms all my senses, golden blindness. It takes a moment to blink it away. Spring is in the air, even in February. It's nice to go to the … Continue reading Discovering My Weaknesses
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A Penny for a Tale
I'm going to write about an old coin. Specifically one side of it. It's an exercise I read about in a book. The idea that you could get a couple hundred words down about one side of a coin intrigued me. How do you do it? And how do you make it enjoyable? I walk … Continue reading A Penny for a Tale
Untitled Soul
Do you have anything to write about when you stay in one place too long? All you ever see are these four walls and that backyard, and how much can you really write about those? Emily Dickinson would say plenty, but maybe she was a braver soul who roamed wider on the page. All the … Continue reading Untitled Soul
Poem VI
Can you be a poet in starts and dashes?Someone who, at random, gashesA few words onto the page-Neither silly, wise, nor sage-Just wordsLike birdsToo scared to fly. © 2023 Katie Baker
Starry Skies and Golden Eyes
I went to the fair last week and felt like a bit of a loose end. I walked around with my sisters and my nephew, my brothers-in-law, and a friend. But even in a crowd, I discovered you can feel lonely. Especially when you remember fairs from other years when there was a hand to … Continue reading Starry Skies and Golden Eyes
In One Thousand Years
Humanity used to erect temples for deities. And because their minds focused upward, the temples were lofty places and beautiful. Because the modern idol is Self, all we build now are social media followings. We can excavate and learn about the Greeks. We can translate cuneiform. But now, we've raised and poised ourselves atop generations … Continue reading In One Thousand Years
Something I Never Do: A Poem
I'm not a poet, but I enjoy poetry. And as I writer, I believe in challenging yourself. That said, here is my humble attempt at a poem. Enjoy. I.Put a few words in a row,And-- what do you know!--A sentence.Line a few thoughts on a stringAnd maybe they'll singOf endurance.String those thoughts over time. Fast … Continue reading Something I Never Do: A Poem
My Mind is a Mirror
Some mornings my mind lies as still as a pond. Can you see it? A platinum sheet. Tufts of steam shimmering in the air. Beautiful but still. Where are the words? Hidden somewhere beneath that molten mirror. Hidden by the reflection of the high cirrus skies. Down with the fish, darting in the shadows. They … Continue reading My Mind is a Mirror
Writer’s Hibernation
All writers enjoy times when the words zing from their fingertips, but just like blue skies and sunshine, that energy doesn't always stay. You wonder--- where do the words go when the mood clouds shift? Are writers like bears? Do they need to hibernate --- store up the fat and juice of life? Sit awhile … Continue reading Writer’s Hibernation
Power Play
Competition teaches you things about yourself. Super competitive v. quitter? How to win. How to lose. Honest v. Cheater? Every spring, my workplace does a walk/run challenge. The rules are simple, and there are many rewards to be given out. Hit a specific weekly mileage--- bam! You're entered into a drawing. But of course, there … Continue reading Power Play
Seeking Prose 