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i stand outside of myself


what do other people see ~

do they read beneath the words i write


sit beside me while i dream?


can i be seen for the person i truly am


the person i want to be


do they only see what they choose to see


dismiss the isolated


i strive to set free?



October 29, 2014 at 4:00 pm 17 comments

Promethean sketches



these vignettes which scatter so eloquently in my mind,

cannot be contained – they must be shared.





October 21, 2014 at 4:00 pm 12 comments



to feel my heart ~

you must touch my soul


to touch my soul ~

you must hear my voice


to hear my voice ~

you must read my words


to read my words ~

you must OPEN your mind



October 16, 2014 at 3:00 pm 31 comments

my list…

I write to:

•  think

•  feel

•  cry

•  laugh

•  sing

•  dance

•  play

•  let go

•  hide

•  communicate


•  dream

•  live

•  to be determined…*




i write





*note to reader:  i am always adding to my lists…

list again

to be continued…….

September 25, 2014 at 2:00 pm 21 comments

broken words


they are memories

stacked upon a shelf

warped grooves upon vinyl circles ~ ~ ~

broken records.


still existing

after years of wear and tear

resulting in relentless repetition

endless skipping…

never changing…

~ ~ ~

broken songs


~ not really ~


broken thoughts


cannot be tossed



September 18, 2014 at 2:00 pm 3 comments

for long…never


we all lose our voice

from time to time,

just as clouds at night

can block the gleam of a distant light



in time,

the clouds will float away ~



our words will return

to see

the light of day.




the sun does return…


August 31, 2014 at 2:56 pm 7 comments

Wee Words Wednesday – inspiring







my heart







somebody’s home…



August 27, 2014 at 2:20 pm 13 comments

Weekly Pet Challenge – the observant Pee



dropping Peyton off at work –

Sydnee Pee doing what she does –

observing the conversation


pee looking at peyt

Peyton: “Ok mom, I will see you at 9:30pm. Love you.”


pee looking at mom

Mom: “I love you too, honey. Have fun selling the weenies!”


Pee watches and listens to everything.  We can never get a thing passed her.

By the way, the restaurant where Peyton works is a popular institution in the Chicagoland area.  They are known for their Italian Beef, Chicago style hot dogs (thus the weenie remark) and a Maxwell Street Polish sandwich – sausage thing.  Yes, I do not eat this stuff. I prefer the grilled tuna:)


Sydnee Pee’s response to the conversation is:  “I will see you soon Peeton.  I love you and cannot wait to pick you up and your yummy smell of beef!”



August 19, 2014 at 12:14 pm 23 comments

Checking in –

Hello –

I wanted to say hi and to let y’all know I am still present, alive and kicking – sort of. Before I get into the ‘sort of’ – here is what is happening. Jordan is now 6 1/2 hours away at school. Today is the first day of year two. His dorm is the same. His dorm room is three doors down from last year’s. His room mate is a photography major and a sophomore who, apparently really loves coffee. He is bringing two different types of coffee pots. Yowza.

I just received word today that Peyton made the soccer team. He is still planning on working during the school year – a few hours on the weekends and he will be taking the ACT in October. He is ramping up his National Honor Society work and planning on visiting colleges in the next few months. The youngin’ wants to go into chemical engineering with an emphasis on food science. The schools on the ‘visiting menu’ are Purdue University, University of Missouri, University of Minnesota, one of the big Iowa schools and Michigan State. He is, also, hoping to take a trip to the University of Cincinnati, which is both his father’s and my alma mater.

Sydnee Pee is depressed. She misses her brothers. She always forgoes food for a few days and looks way beyond forlorn. She will be fine. Peyton returns on Thursday and her ‘kinda hop and skip’ will return.

It has been a long summer and one that I can say was spent mostly behind the wheel of Starla – my car. I managed to put over 4,000 miles on the car since the middle of June. What is so strange about this is the car never went anywhere – I never took it over the state line, or even downtown Chicago. It was all between 3 jobs and a week of soccer camp. With that said, work has been atrocious. Busy and, well, I will say no more about that.

As those of you who follow me know, my writing and reading has been suffering quite a bit. Lack of time and sometimes inspiration, though driving and clouds have provided quite a bit of fodder of which to poetically elaborate. I do want to say, that I have a piece which I have been composing throughout the summer and I hope to have completed soon. I am getting in touch with my Tchaikovsky roots….

Now, in reference to the sort of alive and kicking. I hurt myself over the weekend. It seems I have re-injured a herniated disc issue. It happened Saturday evening and I have been existing on Advil/Tylenol, ice packs, heats pads, ointments…. And on the floor. A matter of fact, I am typing while lying on my big foam roller on the kitchen floor. I am trying to get a handle on this – the last incident saw two failed spinal injections and a last minute refusal to undergo a spinal fusion. Of course that was back in 1999, I was younger and in better shape and was married. Now I am on the cusp of turning the yucky five-o (next year) and I have a stubborn 55lb three legged dog with arthritis, who needs to be taken outside on a leash, a boost up stairs and on the couch. I do know I can overcome this – 20 years of dancing and a high tolerance for pain plus 20 years of teaching fitness and Pilates – I am aware of alignment, stretching, strengthening… I managed to overcome it back in 1999 which eventually led me to triathlon training, which eventually led me to an Ironman. I keep telling myself – trying to convince myself I will get through it – thus the last few sentences. I am certain this latest saga will inspire some interesting writing…so stay tuned:)

I have sorely missed my connection to the outside world and reality. It is so easy to get self absorbed in what is taking place and the drama and traumas. I have tried to keep in touch with the hopes of getting caught up on my reader. I have tried several times and life keeps getting in the way. Would you believe I spent 3 1/2 hours at a Toyota dealership getting my brakes replaced on Saturday with the hopes of getting caught up – they advertise complimentary WiFi. Well, it was pretty shotty WiFi – seems too much interference from all of the service computer equipment. Humph…why then I wonder, do they make a big deal about the WiFi and work stations in the waiting room if the WiFi moves at a snails pace?

Okay, gotta go. Time for an Epsom salt soak and Tylenol snack. Until we meet again……..tomorrow’s pet challenge perhaps?

kimberly xx

August 18, 2014 at 7:57 pm 48 comments

Weekly Photo Challenge – Summer Lovin’




Baseball at sunset on a hot summer night….



I have been taking a photo of Peyton sitting on the bench practically every year of his baseball career, which began with T-ball when he was 5 years old.  The picture above was taken in the summer of 2013.  Sadly, this year, he did not play – he has retired. 

It’s all good…

Soccer is getting ready to kick into gear……




July 25, 2014 at 11:13 pm 6 comments

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