Or is this just what Covid does? — So I woke up earlier with chills, 101 degree fever, soar throat, congestion, and the worst body aches of my life. Is this a relapse? A different flu virus? Or is this just what Covid does? If the fever hadn’t come down, Maddy was going to take me to ER…

Covid has kicked me arse! — G’day, me lovelies. Just a quick update on my health situation. As some of you know, I was diagnosed with Omicron-variant of Covid-19 on Friday, April 29th. I had been feeling poorly up until Friday, so the doc isn’t sure how long I’ve actually had it. My symptoms began earlier…

Free Verse poetry — We’d gather on a farm early morn baskets, ribbons and children in tow an odd lot of pagans, wiccans and SCA* all in costumes, ready for May Day The men set up the May pole piled wood up for the nightly bonfire then jostled in the fields and played drums and bagpipes…

30 poems in 30 days — day thirty — the second new moon surprises await us all part solar eclipse ancient mysteries bestowed arrival of Beltane feast ©2022 Lori Carlson. All rights reserved. This poem is in response to Christine Graves’s A-Word-A-Day prompt — Moon A Word-A-Day Your daily word prompts for Aprilmedium.com I participated in the NaPoWriMo poetry challenge — to write 30 poems in 30 days. And I successfully completed the challenge! You can read all of my NaPoWriMo poems here:

30 poems in 30 days — day twenty-nine — surrounded by trees rocky paths and creeping things favorite playground sitting high upon branches my own watchtower fortress ©2022 Lori Carlson. All rights reserved. This poem is in response to Christine Graves’s A-Word-A-Day prompt — Forest A Word-A-Day Your daily word prompts for Aprilmedium.com I am participating in the NaPoWriMo poetry challenge — to write 30 poems in…

30 poems in 30 days — day twenty-eight — You never understood this quiet child who cringed at loud voices and sounds whose reactions were unpredictably wild Your lack of affection turned me inward yet you only saw me as unapproachable not at all outgoing, but awkward Why couldn’t I be more adaptable, you’d ask like my sister and brother…

30 poems in 30 days — day twenty-seven — celestial bodies circular rotation caught gravity grounds me winged creatures’ lift break cycle oh to be a soaring hawk ©2022 Lori Carlson. All rights reserved. This poem is in response to Christine Graves’s A-Word-A-Day prompt — Gravity A Word-A-Day Your daily word prompts for Aprilmedium.com I am participating in the NaPoWriMo poetry challenge — to write 30 poems…

30 poems in 30 days — day twenty-six — With chain held between thumb and index finger I allow the pendulum to go completely still — With eyes closed, I envision protective light from above and below, surrounding me — And the channeling begins… Is there anyone on the channel? the pendulum swings lightly, to and fro Is that you, Catharine? the…

A Deliciousness Prompt — Hello me lovelies! Time again for a little mid-week delight. All Deliciousness prompts are about FOOD! Let’s see what you can do with this romantic duo. Use the prompt below in any way that sparks your muse. The Challenge Write a piece of micro-fiction (100-word story), a micro-poem (haiku, senryu, tanka, or…