Val

Dancing with Fury

Dancing with Fury Feathered friends twirl in frothy foam, Lifting their legs to the beat of the wave. Struggling to halt a turbulent sea From ruining delicate slippers. They peck and probe with frenetic haste Feasting on insects, crabs, treats. Impulsive surf delivering, snatching away a gourmet buffet. Darkness...

Poetry

When we were moving I came across a poem I wrote in fourth grade that my mom had saved. A few weeks ago, the writer’s club that dad belongs to was having a contest for poems and short stories. I decided to take the old 4th grade poem theme...

Pickleball

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Returned to the pickle ball court yesterday. Last Thursday I was the lucky winner of a pink Paddletek pickleball paddle from the Dink for Pink tournament that took place on Nov. 3.  My new neighbor Diana was playing in the tournament and I was happy to donate to the...