Wednesday, August 12, 2015

My Southwestern Poetry with Photos.

I write poetry; I write short stories too, but I know that great novel will probably not come to fruition. That's fine with me, I'm happy doing what I do; this is what counts the most.  With the help of my digital artist husband, Roy, he was able to put together my poems with my photos.  He's more the computer tech person than I am; I consider myself  "computerly challenged".  Then again, I still have a flip cellphone, so maybe that's "technology challenged".

I'm that poet when, suddenly, words begin flowing within my mind and I have to write them down quickly, or Poof!, they're gone.  Sometimes I write for days, most times I'm as blank as an unused chalkboard; but just in case, I always carry paper and pen with me.

Anyway, here's some of our creations; four deal with Southwestern Life, and then there is a series of Seasonal Haiku Poems, with our apricot tree as the focal point.

Mary Cokenour

The Desert

The Tumbleweed

When I Die, I Will Live On

Simply Southwestern

Seasonal Haiku Poems

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