SPINNING ON that dizzy edge : Writing

A Day at the Beach

A Day at the Beach

A Story by SPINNING ON that dizzy ed..


Something a friend said got my brain going on a near-summer rite of passage that happened just about every June of my childhood. There was a local sup..
Do You

Do You

A Poem by SPINNING ON that dizzy ed..


Do you make an anniversary of something that broke your heart handed it to you - all tied up with blue papers a cord and staples...... stamp..
PERHAPS IT's SPRING.

PERHAPS IT\'s SPRING.

A Poem by SPINNING ON that dizzy ed..


Perhaps if I sit real still and listen I can hear the sound of the grass growing. Perhaps if I listen to them sing long enough I will recognize t..
Pedestrian?

Pedestrian?

A Poem by SPINNING ON that dizzy ed..


A challenge to my pedestrian brain....
Never Stopped Looking

Never Stopped Looking

A Poem by SPINNING ON that dizzy ed..


Mrs. Friday has a family....who has been looking for her for 8 yrs.
ABC of Waiting for You

ABC of Waiting for You

A Poem by SPINNING ON that dizzy ed..


While you analyze while you bounce while you consider while you decide while you examine while you figure while you gather while you hatch whi..
EMPTY

EMPTY

A Poem by SPINNING ON that dizzy ed..


faith lost tried hard to trust you What did I expect? Look inside yourself - there's no soul.
Mrs. Friday

Mrs. Friday

A Story by SPINNING ON that dizzy ed..


There is a lady that I always just called Mrs. Friday because that is how I saw her and when I saw her. It started out about 5 yrs ago when she was lo..
Doubles

Doubles

A Poem by SPINNING ON that dizzy ed..


I like to think that every day I'll grow from what I do and things I know a lesson shared a story read a..