Category Archives: Poetry

MTB: I am, The First Person Narrative

Posted on July 16, 2020 by mariner2mother

I don’t consider myself a good poet, but now and then I like to throw my hat into the ring. And having discovered a new blogger today, she led me to MTB: I am, The First Person Narrative and their … Continue reading →

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Rain

Posted on February 5, 2018 by mariner2mother

Rain gently floats down in sheets of mist Obscuring the distant view. Rain drops plop from the sky Splattering in puddles, watering all it lands on. Huge droplets of water pour down Drenching all who dare to venture out. Water … Continue reading →

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Thoughts

Posted on January 14, 2018 by mariner2mother

Washing dishes, mindlessly, Thoughts swirl through my head. Pushing the vacuum and wiping up dirt, Thoughts swirl through my head. Soaking in the tub And washing up in the shower, Thoughts swirl through my head. Mowing the yard, around and … Continue reading →

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The Storm

Posted on January 27, 2017 by mariner2mother

Here comes that old familiar feeling again. That foul taste with every swallow. The immanent arrival of an unwanted and unwelcome storm. Batten down the hatches. Take stock of supplies and grab a few necessities while you still can. Do … Continue reading →

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Who Am I?

Posted on January 8, 2017 by mariner2mother

Who am I? Am I a woman? Am I a mother? Am I a thinker? Am I a writer or a photographer? Am I what I do? No one asks anything of a tree, and yet they are a tree. … Continue reading →

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Winter In The Pacific Northwest

Posted on November 10, 2016 by mariner2mother

The winter rains have arrived. Darkness falls before we are ready. Clouds dip down until they blanket treetops. Wet is everywhere. Light tries to filter through thick clouds. But it is reflected back to the sky. The salmon are returning … Continue reading →

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Holding On

Posted on March 30, 2016 by mariner2mother

Here we go again, so I thought. My baby isn’t feeling well. His tummy hurts. His body is unhappy. And again. And again. What’s going on? Why doesn’t he get better? He doesn’t seem really sick But he’s in pain. … Continue reading →

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