Monday, July 23, 2012

seperations and beginnings

July 23,, 2012  - a Small Stone
 Separations and beginnings by Teri H Hoover 

 From 18 years of Western New York to the hills of Virginia...into my broken arms.


Sunday, July 22, 2012

Summer Fling

Wordle#66-Sunday Whirl-07-21-2012 
 summer fling by Teri H Hoover

The summer sun sinks low around the horizon-
in a languid stretch. 
Rosy gold powder brushes the stray golden grasses-
They sway and swing
in the erotic fling.
In the afterglow
dusk pales like melancholy
and covers its eyes.

The Sunday Whirl Words this week were:
erotic, melancholy, rosy, gold, swing, powders, pale, cover, spray, grasses, fling, stray

Thursday, July 19, 2012

Resolving Therese

WordGathering- Tuesday Tryouts with Margo Roby-ACROSTICS-July 17,2012
A Double Acrostic

Resolving Therese by Teri H Hoover

thoroughly unresolved in a singular thought
hidden actions are focused, hell bent and harsh.
emerging erratically everything she loves will entangle.
ruminations no longer default into paralysis of the soul-but the memory remains longer than a river,
enlightened by grace, enriched by age, blessings encircle,
simply by love, she moves from the shadows
effortlessly resolving into enough.

Notes: Even though I am not one to follow intricate writing prompts, I faithfully read Margo Roby's Tuesday Tryouts. Her prompts always pique my curiosity and leave me wishing I had taken writing in college. Her followers are a talented bunch and make for a lively interactions in her comment section. Every so often I find myself drawn in. Like this week. As Margo tells it,  we all did Acrostics in elementary English. First letters of your name are put vertically on the page, you use them to start each new line. There of course are many forms that evolve from this basic set up,(go to the link at the very top of this page to see her examples). The one I did here is my first name as it appears on my birth certificate.

 I took it up a level by making it a double acrostic. Making the last word in each line start and end with the same letter  as my first word in that line.  Boy that last sentence made me dizzy!!!

Sunday, July 15, 2012

A Flash in the Pan of Nonsense

Wordle#65-Sunday Whirl-07-15-2012 
A Flash in the Pan of Nonsense by Teri H Hoover

The spray of oil flicks and 
swells, leaving behind smoking bits 
of  grittle.

The cook relishes the gravity
of  fragrant plants as they crack 
and smoke.

The heated chain of humility-
lays claim to the heart; a trigger
and release.

Close to going up in flames,
circling the limit just one more time 
or two.

With no way around it, we suffer 
like lemmings who cannot refrain
from the draw of the brittle, griddle of himility.

The words this week from Brenda over at The Sunday Whirl are:
flicks, swells, spray, grittle, gravity, plant,trigger, relishes, chain, crack, himility, refrain, claim

Notes: Initially the when the words came out humility was spelled himility and the word grittle was thought to be incorrect as well.  After a fine wordle rumpus things were straightened out. Humility was corrected and it was determined that grittle was indeed a word. I love week ends and all you wordlers!

Tuesday, July 10, 2012


For Maria on WOWH -07-10-2012

inside by teri h hoover

this beautiful box
fits too tightly now.

illusive freedom
found escape.

these words, a trinket 
don't take up much space.

Sunday, July 08, 2012


Wordle#64-Sunday Whirl-07-08-2012
Poetic Bloomings Uncertainty-Prompt #63  
timeless by Teri H Hoover

For a while eternity sat in the corner
with the sting of time.

a day?
a month?
a year?

the timeless
always blurs the line.

idly the clock ticks loudly
above the kitchen sink,

and obliging housewives
collect the rinds of lemons.

eternity shifts and wanders
and slips into a drawer. 

bitterly, the zest of life lays on the kitchen
counter and spurns the kitchen clock.

in vein it falls upon dull cutlery
while subtracting dinner guests
right there on the dining room table.

yet in all the clutter
the thin line of ignorance
creates just enough room for hope.

open the door
uncurl the ball of moments
and corners fall away. 

the scent of lemons linger
and no one
hears the clock.

This weeks words from the Sunday Whirl:  
ignorant, spurn, eternity, drawers, balls, year, rind, sting, months, housewives, subtracting, fall

Notes: Just a bit of writing from a fuzzy mind. Recovery from surgery has simoltaneously contracted and expanded time. The nature of time versus timelessness came to mind as I wrote this at  4AM.

Friday, July 06, 2012

deconstructing structure

deconstructing structure by Teri H Hoover
July 6, 2012

Roanoke Regional Airport,  Roanoke, VA-June 6, 2012    after my husband boarded his plane to Asia

the architecture of  this life

Thursday, July 05, 2012

Writers "Block"

I am still writing...but not much. Here is why-

Here I am.The one armed bandit. Last Tuesday's (06-26-2012) surgery to repair my torn rotator cuff went very well. Here I am just going into surgery... looking much braver than I felt. Teddy,(just out of the box from my mother) was kind enough to go into surgery with me.

If you look close you can see the doctor drew a nice arrow to indicate where to operate. I know I am still on pain meds (only at night) but I think Teddy's head is a bit heart shaped. So I am contributing this photo for Guest Heart Thursday

I arrived home and made it through the first night in my borrowed recliner. Due to the use of a nerve block during surgery, I slept well. Wednesday I woke feeling like things were too good to be true. The nerve block began to wear off around 2 and I knew I would using every last one of the prescribed pain meds, during the coming week. 

On Friday night, Southwest Virginia was subjected to a Bow-echo storm. This strange phenomenon is like a non-swirling tornado. Cradling my slinged arm, me, my husband and my dog huddled on the basement stairs. Texting my sister, in Buffalo, NY, for when it was safe to go upstairs. It is a bit of a blur to me, but I think I was back in my recliner by 11PM.  My pain meds were not able to over ride the adrenaline. We and many others spent that night without electricity. I wept in solidarity with my willow, who had lost a huge branch (about the size around of the hub caps on my car tires) onto my neighbors patio.
 next door neighbors patio, Blacksburg, VA

Saturday was a blur of visitors and sleeping. Saturday evening another storm blew through-taking a few more branches from all the trees in the area, including  a few more from my willow.  It was not until Monday that thankfulness returned to me. Thankfulness that no one was injured by willows loss of limb, thankfulness for electricity, thankfulness for a skillful surgeon and the team of health care people, thankful for my friend Anne, for coordinating my care with my husband those first few days,thankful for all the thoughts and prayers, food and cards, books and movies. Thankful for all those that stopped by to sit with me. Thankful to all my online friends who sent emails and cards!  I am also very thankful to have learned how to type left handed... yup left handed.

 And the list would not be complete without saying how very thankful I am for my dog Pepper.

So without  further ado, here are my contributions for this weeks challenges. Due the surgery mentioned above each photo I take for the next 4-6 weeks will be with my Droid phone. 

 One of my first post-sugery photo
Backyard Garden, Blacksburg, VA-July 1, 2012  

My photoshopped, edited, layered and digitally remastered images-

This photo contributed to:

The Teddy bear photo above is contributed to: