I often pass by Bob Weaver’s old house
In West Pittston.
Nothing much has changed since his day.
I often see blackbirds there on his birthday.
Some local folks say that proves
The old homestead’s Haunted.
They’re especially afraid of blackbirds
During snowy wintry days.
If you see a blackbird’s shadow
On a snowy day,
That’s cause for warning.
Poetry, Prose and Paragraphs
Bits and Pieces
creativity is a gift, given sparingly, to be used wisely
Learning from readers!
Thoughts and Perspectives From the Mind of a Common Girl
Reflections on matters of faith and reason
Spiritual Formation and Inner Healing
Blog by Bishop Michael F. Olson
Writing that Teaches
Emotional musings
In happiness my words I lack, in grief they overflow.
For Caterpillars Seeking The Butterfly Within
Journey of Spirit and Healing Blog (the personal journey behind Michelle Adam's novel, Child of Duende)
meditations, tasteful and wasteful
As Always, More to Come
Recordings from 1950s and earlier, taken from various sources.
Jewish convert to Catholicism, celebrating my Catholic Faith and my Jewish heritage.
