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OUR CHILDREN ARE NOT OUR CHILDREN…
Call me Saint Francis of Suburbia. My back yard is an official Natural Habitat. It’s easy. Go online, check off: Feeders, Water, Trees, and the like, pay $25 (yard flag) up to $100-plus (a bronze plaque) I went with the … Continue reading
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Tagged 1960s, ACAA, acceptance, ACTORS, Aging, alabama, ancesters, Atlanta, atlanta braves, atlanta crackers, Atlanta native, Atlanta Writers Club, AUGUSTEN BURROUGHS, babies, baby boomers, Babyboomers, back to school, baseball, birth, birthdays, books, buddha, Caregiving, cemeteries, Childhood, children's hospitals, composite characters, curses, daughters, death, depression, Emory University Hospital, family, hospitals, humor, love, parenthood
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MENTAL ILLNESS – a mother speaks
I’m crying as I write this. This past Easter Sunday – visiting hours at Peachford Hospital. I am alone. My son, 26, unshaven, shaking, in flip-flops and torn clothes he slept in, sits alone at a table, peeling a tangerine. … Continue reading
Posted in Atlanta, BLUECROSS BLUESHIELD, caregivingelderly, corporate greed, DEPRESSION, Family, HELP, HOMOCIDE, HUMANA, MENTAL ILLNESS, NAMI, PEACHFORD HOSPITAL, REPUBLICANS, RIDGEVIEW, RONALD REGAN, SCHIZOPHRENIA, SUICIDE
Tagged 1960s, ACAA, acceptance, ACTORS, Aging, alabama, ancesters, Atlanta, atlanta braves, atlanta crackers, Atlanta native, Atlanta Writers Club, AUGUSTEN BURROUGHS, baby boomers, Babyboomers, back to school, baseball, birth, birthdays, books, buddha, Caregiving, cemeteries, Chicago Yankee, Childhood, children's hospitals, college football, composite characters, crimson tide, curses, daughters, death, department stores, depression, Elvis Costello, Emmett Lee, Emory University Hospital, FALL, family, fiction, flowers, football, Fourth of July, Fourth of July celebration, Greatest Generation, HospiceAtlanta, hospitals, humor, joint chiefs of staff, language, lice ladies, love, Lumosity, Memorial Day, memories, minor leagues, MOON, mothers, mothers day, nostalgia, original Memorial Day letter, Orlando Bloom, parenting, PARENTS, parties, Paul McCartney, playoffs, Pluto, poem, poetry, ponce de león ball park, President Obama, public service
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Spinning Straw into Gold in the “Christ-haunted” South
As the unofficial official blogger for the Atlanta Writers Club, my first post was a delight – writing about Kimberly Brock, author of “The River Witch” winner of the Georgia Author of the Year in 2014 by the Georgia Writers … Continue reading
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Tagged alabama, ancesters, Atlanta Writers Club, ballet, books, cemeteries, cherokees, christ, creation myths, death, fiction, flannery o'connor, folklore, georgia writer of the year, georgia writers association, ghosts, god, gothic, gullah slaves, kimberly brock, legends, lies, loss, love, magical realism, publishing, resurrection, secrets, seminoles, southern writers, writers clubs
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THE TURNING TIDE – A POEM
THE TURNING TIDE I don’t sail there it’s not my sea But fallen blood flows back to me Not the fools crimson carnival ride But dark Alabama, deep and wide From the home never lost I … Continue reading
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Tagged 1960s, ACAA, acceptance, alabama, ancesters, Atlanta native, cemeteries, Childhood, college football, crimson tide, football, poem, poetry, southern writers, the american south, tuscaloosa, WRITING
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MOTHERS DAY POST MORTEM – Birth, Death and Blue Hydrangeas
BIRTH – MAY 2, 1989 9:35 p.m. “Is he all there? Arms, legs, fingers?” First words, after an eight-pound, 23-inch ball of flesh ruptured out of me. For eight months, since that drunken Labor Day weekend before I … Continue reading
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Tagged birth, cemeteries, death, flowers, love, mothers, mothers day
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