Summer Haiku

By Dianne Mortiz hydrangea bushes show off their big, blue blooms a praying mantis beach body surfing tumbling in fierce waves landing on packed sand scents wafting from the snack shack craving hot dogs seaside beach club oysters and tequila drunk on love walking by the bay a cast of fiddler crabs scuttle in beach … Continue reading Summer Haiku

Our Weeping Willow

By Dianne Moritz Mother carefully snipped a small, green cutting from her friend’s lush yard, set it to root in an old jam jar. We kids marveled, as fragile shoots spouted, buds of leaves unfurled, like baby fists, in sunlight. Sometime later, Mother planted the tiny sapling in the fertile Iowa soil by our backyard … Continue reading Our Weeping Willow

LOVE MAKES ME FEEL GOOD INSIDE: kids talk love

By Dianne Moritz   Kids are innocent.  Kids are cute. Kids are eloquent.  Talk to them. Ask them questions. You’ll find that kids always have an answer, a charming take on just about any subject.       Prompted by me, with a bit of help from Charles Schultz and the Peanuts Gang, I offer this pint-sized point-of-view … Continue reading LOVE MAKES ME FEEL GOOD INSIDE: kids talk love

FUN AND GAMES AT THE WILD ROSE CAFE

A villanelle by Dianne Moritz   Sitting here in this funky Wild Rose Cafe, where there’s twenty-seven words for cool, women preen and dream, while men look down, masking boredom on their handsome faces. It’s all too obvious you’d have to laugh were needs for connection not so great.   When you suggested we go … Continue reading FUN AND GAMES AT THE WILD ROSE CAFE