Thursday, March 16, 2017


Around By Teri H Hoover     January 15,2017

The way through is sometimes the long way around.

Still Writing

 Three Prompts in One - Small Stones: a journey of mindfulness- Facebook group for small stones - spring 2017

Still Writing by Teri Hoover 

Goodness abounds
I nearly crush it by trying too hard. 

What you don't know about me...
The incredible fear I will be left behind.

The story I believe in; grace to bridge the void.
The story I fall into; forgetting the story I believe in.

Response from my brother-Dan Habermehl  

Don't push the river.

I will never leave you behind.

Yes. You have grace.

You always pick the story line back up.
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Sunday, March 05, 2017

A Joyful Noise


A Joyful Noise by Teri H Hoover
March 5 at 1:19am

Concentric rings around
October's collision.
An unremembered sound
has become deafening.
Determined to move beyond the muffle,
I walk until I am directly under the trees filled with red winged black birds.
I stand there awhile drinking in their joyous noise.

{My hearing has diminished after are car accident in October, where the passenger side air bag deployed. (I did not realize air bags made so much noise and are notorious for causing ear problems .) A cold this past week has made things much worse.}

Saturday, February 11, 2017

The Loss of a Son

The Loss of a Son by Teri H Hoover  February 11,2017

I have not seen the moon.
But have seen a mother's heart broken~
into a million little pieces.
Her son in every one.

I have not seen the moon,
But have seen a fathers world crumble~
and a small gold box carry 28 years of life

I have not seen the moon.


Monday, January 23, 2017

Above the Mist

Above the Mist By Teri H Hoover -January 23,2017

Above the mist,
Beyond the clouds.
Thoughts and colors disappear.

Friday, January 13, 2017

Good Night

Good Night- By Teri H Hoover   January 13,2017

Light so dim,
There is nothing to see.
Music so low,
The tune is silenced.
Day draining away,
Into the bliss of night.

Wednesday, January 11, 2017


Ponder By Teri H Hoover   January 11,2017 
Prompt -Ponder Small Stones: A Journey of Mindfullness Facebook group

Ponder this
There is nothing
.................. then there is something.
There is something
.................. then there is nothing.

Ponder who would have thought?

Tuesday, January 10, 2017


Undeniable a Denied By Teri H Hoover - January 10,2017

My husband and my dog,
Asleep long ago.
Such comfort,
Under the covers.
Eyelids like magnets,
Dreams begin to float.
Enfolded into sheets,
With Nora Jones, (who insists that I should not be denied) 

and two of the comfiest creatures on the planet.

Sunday, January 08, 2017

Finnish Boots

Finnish Boots by Teri H Hoover- January 8, 2017

A vehicle to move me,
Along I 81.
If I need to walk I am ready.

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Saturday, January 07, 2017


Longing By Teri H Hoover -January 7,2017

Reaching toward heaven,
on a cold January day.
Maybe heaven moved.

Friday, January 06, 2017


Wobble by Teri H Hoover January 6, 2017

When we

w o b  b Le

our parallel lines make spectacular curves.

(It began to snow during my walk today, children on their way home from school full of smiles. One happily rode along on their scooter, a bit wobbly and left these lines in the snow.)

Thursday, January 05, 2017


Gone by Teri H Hoover -January 5, 2017

If I had a thought,
It is too late to find it.
Sleep beckons.