Crooked Creek by Sue Mattingly
“Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.” Mahatma Gandhi
this place i call home it’s a long day and a drive home into the setting sun and dusk as i pull up in front of my house, stand at the curb, and look at this place i call home… a soft glow emanates from the porch light, revealing an old rocker and the plain […]
What is this place? Masks, gloves, plexiglass partitions What is this place? Tape on the floor where we’re to stand I search the masked faces for a smile. I dread the touch of rubber gloved workers. Do I really need to disinfect my groceries? Has someone coughed on my fruit or vegetables? Do I even […]
Okay, I did it. At least I think that I did. Below is my final poem, but first I’ll share some of my initial attempts. 1. My love of nature has grown slowly year by year. Now it is so dear. 2. Haiku is silly. No fun in this […]
Today is World Refugee Day, a day designated to consider the plight of refugees, the contributions of refugees and how we might make their transition to our own countries easier. For the past few years, I have volunteered in various capacities with the Kentucky Refugee Ministry (KRM). My jobs have been very insignificant, serving food, […]
Who would believe that this young couple has rats in their home? https://crookedcreek.live/2019/06/13/rats-on-the-other-hand/
My Mother I’ve introduced Minnie to you before. If you missed those posts, I’d suggest you use the Search feature on the Home Page to search for “Minnie.” She is a person I’d like you to know more about and her stories are worth your time. Over twenty years ago Minnie, my Mom died and […]
