Tag Archives: Music

“And I know what it means to be alive” – Vol. 42

“—we can lie on the bed and imagine ourselves away—” – Allen Ginsberg, Collected Poems 1947-1997    *** If I lay here If I just lay here Would you lie with me And just forget the world? Forget what we’re told Before we get too old Show me a garden That’s bursting into life Let’s […]

Spiders and Black Cats and Wolves, Oh My! Vol. 2r (repost)

Where oh where did the time go? Funny, I usually find myself asking a similar question right after Halloween, where oh where did the candy go? We resurrect a little something special for you this week…no tricks at all, just lots of delicious calorie-free treats Words style. A post from last year about this time, our second volume, […]

“The Whole World is Haunted Now” -Vol. 39

“I miss you. I missed you even when I was with you. Back at the camp, it wasn’t you who did it. You were wrong, because I’m still here, and you could be too and he could be. I know the answer – I know why.” ~Michonne *** You may have noticed Words has been […]

“is this a message, finally, or just another day?” – Vol. 38

Good morning and a Happy Weekend to you all! Summer is in full swing around here–though I know for many, Winter is howling and moaning its chilly call. No matter your weather, hopefully this totally random mix of words will bring some sunshine to your soul while you’re reading. This weekend’s randomness comes mostly from […]

The Cat’s Meow – Vol. 34

“They say the test of literary power is whether a man can write an inscription. I say, “Can he name a kitten?” ~Samuel Butler *** Since last week was for the Birds, what better topic for this week than Cats? Since birds and cats go together like, well, like, Sylvester and Tweety. As dogs chase […]

There I Go, Rising (a tribute to Maya Angelou) – Volume 31

I learned a valuable lesson from Dr. Maya Angelou, one that helps me look at myself–and others–through the eyes of pragmatic compassion: “I did then what I knew how to do. Now that I know better, I do better.”  Her death saddens me beyond (my own) words. Funny how it is her own words that now […]

Long Island Iced Tea – Volume 29 (LIT)

Welcome to the first Long Island Iced Tea edition of Words. The weather is warming up (for most of us), and what else tastes as good as a tall glass of iced tea on a warm day? … Long Island Iced Tea, of course. A little bit of this, a little bit of that, and […]

“Forget everything you ever read about poetry” – Vol. 28

“A poem begins with a lump in the throat; a homesickness or a love sickness. It is a reaching-out toward expression; an effort to find fulfillment. A complete poem is one where an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.” ― Robert Frost  *** Don’t pick a fight with a poet.Don’t raise your […]

Read, Read, Read. Read Everything. (Then Write.) – Vol. 25

“Beware Those Who Are ALWAYS READING BOOKS” ~Charles Bukowski, The Roominghouse Madrigals: Early Selected Poems, 1946-1966 Happy Weekend, friends! We hope the past two weeks have treated you kind and that, if you are on the top half of the globe, Spring is putting a little extra spring in your step. It’s butterfly season, is it […]

Choice: “Alice came to a fork in the road” – Vol. 24 (archive)

We dip into the archives this weekend to revisit the topic of Choice. This volume was originally published December 1, 2012 on RoS, though we did add a couple of images below. Have a wonderful weekend everyone, Jennie and Christy ~~~ “This is the sound of one voice One spirit, one voice The sound of […]