Poetry Friday: An Old Friend Came to Visit

Be sure to visit this weeks roundup. An Old Friend Came to Visit Listlessness, my old friend let us walk down the well-worn road where I remain flustered and balk at even the minutest of tasks. With so much great TV and film today it’s a wonder you get any reading and writing done? Right? …

Poetry Friday: Where do words come from?

My mother says, words, like all things, come from GodMy father, just as religious, is certain it comes from study,Kneeling at the altar of reading. Words come from books, my son says. Although after thinkingHe concludes they come from cave dwellers.Maybe he has a point. The grunting of my 3-year-old, who knows words but prefers …