Gale force winds. Slanted rain. Flooding expected. The door is closed. The coffee shop full. The hiss from the coffee… Read more Early Morning Coffee Shop

Gale force winds. Slanted rain. Flooding expected. The door is closed. The coffee shop full. The hiss from the coffee… Read more Early Morning Coffee Shop
We have come a long way. We no longer swing from branch to branch like our primate cousins (although we… Read more On Walking by Annette Snyckers
I am not a natural walker. Given the choice between walking and lying on my couch I would choose lying… Read more On Walking
All children are poets at heart. Some are lucky, like me, and grow up close to nature. They carry with… Read more How (I think) I became a Poet by Annette Snyckers
Why did I pursue this idea of being a poet? A woman poet? What is a poet? What is a… Read more On Being a Woman Poet