Author: Laurel Archer
Beauty from Ashes – ‘atravel journal’ July 10
A car alarm yanks me from sleep, because nobody is paying any attention to its yowling but me. I strain, listening toward the other bedrooms, worried that others have been bothered too and hear my son... Read More
Rhythm – ‘atravel journal’ July 4
There is a pulse in our days, sometimes shallow and hard to locate, sometimes rapid and staccato, sometimes strong and steady and sometimes out of rhythm…arrhythmic. I reach for, am calmed by,... Read More
Pre-summer retreat before staying put
Confession: (warning – moderate whining alert) I am intimidated by summer. I have been for quite a few years. For our family it means a seismic shift in the day to day routines. Routine is g... Read More
Milestones
One of the things we promised ourselves we would do on the journey with Autism, is celebrate milestones. You may not know, or you may feel differently, but sometimes we find the high points challeng... Read More
A Way to Travel
I have been looking for a way that feels right to me to tell parts of our story. Writing poetry fits on the whole but one form I came across recently called ‘Haibun’ resonates with me. I... Read More
The Right Place at the Right Time
Maybe it’s because you’re paying attention. Maybe it’s because you’re suppose to pay attention. Every once in a while you just happen to be in the right place at the right ... Read More
How you move me
Today is mother’s day — and so poem about a memory of being a mother in the first year that still connects to this year. There was a song sung by Susan Ashton titled ‘You Move Me&#... Read More
The Same Poem – simply transposed – Last post for NPWM 2016
I don’t know the best way to end this challenge, but I felt like I wanted to somehow reprise the month. So I took lines from every (I think) poem I’ve written this month and rewor... Read More