Monday, September 26, 2011


September 26, 2011- Small Stones
lists by  Teri H Hoover
Prompted by Mindful Writing Prompt #13: To Do Lists- by A~Lotus

without a clock it does not matter.
Well done - sometimes. Beautiful even in the messes.

The pressure of what I have not done -like a wet bag of sand.
I leave it behind and walk my dog.
Feeling better I start again...
And for a moment am distracted by loveliness,
I pick up my camera,
I find some words,
I make some pickles,
I plant a flower,
I snuggle my dog,
I remember I am loved,
I breathe.

The personal admonishments that say,
"it is not enough- "
wait in the pile of to do lists that sits next to my phone.

Saturday, September 24, 2011


September 24, 2011- Small Stones
golden by  Teri H Hoover

The early morning sun through the open bedroom window,
Golden light upon my hand, petting my black dog.  


Friday, September 23, 2011


September 23, 2011- Small Stones
edge by  Teri H Hoover

The sun walked the edge of the clouds 
and never faltered.

The images that inspired this writing

Thursday, September 22, 2011


September 22, 2011- Small Stones
listening by  Teri H Hoover


Walking the trail at dusk 
I listen gladly to the story of our loud friend.
He will keep the skunks away. 

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

a family connection

September 20, 2011- Small Stones
a family connection by  Teri H Hoover

Walking by the wet mulch heating up in the sun ....
damp thoughts of childhood visits to my grandmothers decrepit tavern.
I worry about spiders in the dark corners and the mustiness makes it hard to breathe.


the needs of autumn

September 20, 2011- Small Stones
The Needs of Autumn by  Teri H Hoover

The brown leaf fell softly into the bright yellow space
while the heart of autumn
beyond the reach of summers glove.