Wednesday, August 08, 2012

 Just out--the new Rusty Truck with three poems by yours truly. Click the following link to read them and please post a comment on the Truck if so moved.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Four Day Publishers Sale means you can buy Postcripts to the Dead for 25 percent off!

SALE. SALE. Hey, I just found out is having a four day fourth year birthday sale and it's already on day two. Twenty-five percent off on all of their books/journals/chaps. Yes, you have to sign up at the site, but I did that when PoetsArtists and other of Didi  Menendez's journals started coming out from there and they've never spammed me, plus they do a GREAT job.

Bottom Line is if you haven't read my last chap by MiPoesias productions, Postscripts to the Dead, it's there for you at a low cost but hurry.

Postscripts to the Dead MagCloud link
Below is the opening poem in the chap. The book moves from poems about celebrities to friends to old loves and family.

Lost In Graceland

Elvis wanders through Graceland,
wonders why the rooms are roped off,
why strange women in Elvis tees,
scarves over their curlers, walk
through his house weeping.

He's tired of hearing Hound Dog
on the speakers, could care less
if he's anyone's Teddy Bear.

He wonders where Priscilla is,
why Lisa Marie looks right through him.
He doesn't get the supermarket jokes,
the bobbing Elvis dolls or why busloads
of strangers light candles outside every day.
He hears rumors he's dead but figures
the Colonel hid him, cooked that up for publicity.

Sometimes he takes a Caddy
out onto the Memphis streets,
shark fins cleaving a slipstream
gobbling the memories behind him.
He dreams of his sweet mama,
peanut butter and banana sandwiches,
quieter days in Tupelo.

Most of his sequins have fallen.
They leave a starry trail
to trace and retrace each night but
he trembles when a new one tumbles.
If they're gone before the Colonel returns,
how will he find his way?

Monday, June 04, 2012

daytona trip April 2012

My husband drove me and my friend who now lives three hours north of me for our annual three day weekend in Daytona. We've had to cancel in the past so I'm glad we both could make it. I again had no voice, an ongoing problem with me, and was weak, but with the help of my pushchair (husband pushing me in and out of the condo and the one place we went each day) and by writing notes so I could 'talk' to Margie, we made the trip a good one. I'm so thankful my husband will take us each year. My friend has severe neuropathy so can no longer drive to come down and see me so this is our once a year get together. We've been friends since 1980.

Being near the ocean is always wonderful and after breathing the salt air 24/7 by the second day I was able to talk in a very soft voice off and on the next day.

Below are some photos from the trip.

Margie on our condo patio enjoying our arrival:

Margie and me posing by the ocean on a chilly first day. The beach was almost empty and the waves high. I thought it was beautiful.

Sunrise the first morning showing Crabby Joe's pier beside our condo.

Margie and my husband Steve just up the second day

Me acting the goofus our first night there. It was a bit chilly so I dressed for the occasion:-)

On the second full day we drove 20 minutes to New Smyrna Beach. In contrast to the day before it was bumper to bumper traffic crossing the causeway to the beach and not an empty space to park on the right side all the way down to the south causeway crossing back over. Interesting, but I prefer the quieter beach.

And one more sunrise before leaving...

Interview Issue PoetsArtists Journal online now

The interview issue of PoetsArtists, a MiPOEsias production is just out. You'll find my interview (along with my secrets) along with a poem in this issue. Many good poets and artists here. I hope you take time to read it. Thanks! Pris

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Yes, you can die from ME.CFS

Read the CFS Warrier's Jan 24, 2012 post.

Our disgusting appetite for anorexia chic...excellent article

Another day, another dainty dead girl. The premature passing of the French model Isabelle Caro from complications due to anorexia nervosa is as tragic as it is unsurprising. Caro, 28, was the face of the world-famous Nolita campaign, a poster project designed to show dieting teenagers the horrific effects of anorexia on the body.......Continue the article here

    Another photo of Isabel Caro.

Tuesday, January 03, 2012

The New Year has arrived!

I've not been on the blog or visited other blogs in a while. My energy continues to be low and since the social networks caught on only the dilligent bloggers have a strong following. I slept most of New Years day but did manage an appearance at the meal with my husband and his father. Our pets were as sleepy as I was:-)

My husband and his dad.

my father in law and me.

one of our two cats taking a snooze.

pup and Spike relax together. Sabrina hides when anyone she doesn't know well is in the house.

Let's hope this will be a good year for all.