Category: Poetry
Smuggs Chronicle ’14, Day 9: August 2, 2014, Part I
We drive into Jeffersonville for breakfast. The Mix Café and Bakery had a cozy, quaint décor. But the menu on a chalkboard carried limited—and pricey—breakfast entrees. We return to 58 Main, our perennial favorite....
Smuggs ’14 Chronicle, Day 8, August 1, 2014, part II
I watch Mira exit the Pipe Slide at the North Hill Aquatic Center. She flounders in the exit pool, her arms and legs thrashing as her head bobs up and down. My heart skips...
Untitled – The More
Poem Does it matter? It does matter I like a bit of vanilla and nutmeg In my pancakes Flipped once it will take care of you Fluffy reward for being a patient soul...
A World To Be Seen
Poem Filtered lens Blinding peace and simplicity Could it be possible To feel it richer, deeper More authentic, open and free A window covered With thoughts, things to do Busy narrow worry Wiping it...
One Day Last Week
Poem you are the warmth in my heart that melted the glass that pierced the veil that covered my widowed heart as the their freed withholdings fell down from the counter like waterfalls...
Smuggs ’14 Chronicle, Day 7: July 31, 2014—Vermont Country Fair (indoors)
The kettle-corn maker stands outside the Meeting House. I catch a glimpse of vendors inside. People pour in and out. We pass through the Welcome sign to the Village Center and continue up the...
Smuggs ’14 Chronicle, Day 7: July 31, 2014—the Hike
The shuttle bus pulls into a parking lot for the Long Trail somewhere out of Johnston. We stretch, introduce ourselves and set off. Pat sets a pace we weren’t used to. The forest closes...
