April is Poetry Month Prairie Writers Guild presents Poetry In Color at DeMotte Public Library during month of April Meet the Artists and Writers Reception: Friday, April 5th 5-7 PM CDT Refreshments served! Public Invited Library located at 901 Birch Street, SW. After the event ends at 7:00 pm we will have our monthly … More News: PWG at the DeMotte Public Library
Every Sunday we see them walking down the aisle bent and hobbled. An elderly man leads a wizened old woman. “Here I am, Lord, if you need me,” Tottering along behind, the gray-haired son, head down, slouched, uneven gait, slightly rumpled. “It is well with my soul.” They enter the pew, bow their heads in … More It Is Well With My Soul
the vulture against a solemn sky leaves no shadow brown fields waiting the plow impatient gulls egrets hear the bubbling field wade in Haiku above by Pat Kopanda. Linked to dVerse Open Link Night. Photography below by Frank Hubeny.
They dance in the breeze Whiteness witness to boiling water, bar soap, and wash board Now it’s automation, laundry supplies, and Sophisticated neighborhoods forbidding clotheslines Denying the unforgettable sweet, fresh aroma of line-dried sheets MEET THE ARTIST RECEPTION: Public Welcome! Doris B. Myers “Trees, Rocks & Water: A Collection of My Reflections” An Exhibition of … More White Sheets by Doris B. Myers
News from Ed Habrowski: Our next monthly meeting is set for THURSDAY–March 7 at 6:00 pm CST at Sandy Pines 19 or SP19 located at 10527 Bunker Dr. DeMotte, IN 46310. We have moved the meeting to a Thursday in March due to March 6 being Ash Wednesday and some members have Church responsibilities. Our … More Upcoming events
Memories are the remnants of Grandma’s Parlor, shining through like a full moon on a fall night A settee with horse hair batting, upright piano, marble top stand, cane chairs, lace curtains and area rug Parlor protected, saved only for Sundays Poem and artwork by Doris B. Myers. Linked to dVerse Open Link Night. … More Remnants of Grandma’s Parlor by Doris B. Myers
morning greeting four squirrel toes with thumbs cling to the screen black squirrel spirals the tree trunk the hawk in full chase a barely heard squeal the hawk flies to the tree stump fur falls to the ground Haiku by Pat Kopanda. Linked to dVerse Open Link Night where Grace is hosting.