by lori | Jan 26, 2019 | Artists, Dragons, Freedom, Here and now, Magic, Nature, Poetry
Thanks for the fun prompt, Natalie Kinsey! I wrote this poem for fun two years ago, on January 9, 2017. Just re-found it. Forgot to publish it. Whoops. Since it still rings true, seems worth publishing now… What I’m Made Of I am made almost entirely of... by lori | Aug 5, 2016 | Artists, Beauty, Dragons, Here and now, Poetry, Work
Poetry isn’t what I was taught in middle school: rules and stilted contained lines written by long-dead rich old white dudes? Bleh. (I am not my friend Knox who makes old white guys so sexy.) Poetry is living your artist statement. Whether that means saying yes... by lori | Mar 14, 2016 | Dragons, Essays, Magic, Play and Magic, Poetry
Like friendship, magic shows up when you invite her in. She sits to stay a spell when you take a deep breath and say “This is who I really am.” After that, to stay with magic becomes easier and harder. Easier, because now she’s an old friend. Harder, because old... by lori | Jan 10, 2016 | Dragons, Here and now, Nature, Neighbors, Poetry, Women
I am tired of this world I’m tired of violence rabid intolerance greed rewarded trodden humans hidden, outright thwarted young lives mangled, ended weapons preferred to soft human flesh I’m tired of being told what to think how to think why I’m wrong... by lori | Feb 5, 2014 | Dragons, Magic, Poetry
My world has blue dragons in the north orange sherbet-colored dragons in the south dragons with long eyelashes that smell of rain in the east and dragons with sparkling tails and charming overbites in the west Only people who’ve been here a long time – long...