Field of Poetry (audio & poem)~

field of poetry

i like to sit on the floor
and spread my words around me
surround myself with a field of poetry
let my toes turn the pages

i find comfort
in keeping their company
like family who needs
no explanations

i sit amidst engrossing content
concocted stories and stanzas
mystified as if
i didn’t write them

i am soothed by their smells
like fresh tilled country soil
unspoiled furrows of
dark rich earth
ready to give birth
to field corn and soybeans

i feel connected
with a tether of flesh
stronger than any baling twine
i don’t mind still being tied
to past evocations
those emotions are sustaining
remaining the only constant
in this representation of life

might i add
that i love the way they explain me
i’m hardly recognizable
memories intertwined with
others’ lives more interesting
than mine


i’m sitting on the floor
surrounded by a field of
sweet poetry

©Linda Neckel White

The Keys~

Off on our first real adventure in the RV down to the Keys to meet up with our dear friends from Michigan, Marcus and Jen, celebrating her 3 year anniversary of LIFE, having survived a brain aneurysm. We are all very grateful. The world would have suffered a huge loss.


Sadly, it has done nothing but rain, a warm rain, not complaining because I’m sure we all need the rest.

The drive here was great. The RV handles so well on the road. Nothing like the Independent we used to own. Here’s a pic I took while traveling Alligator Alley.


Yesterday we decided to schlep around Key West in the rain, just like the last time Randy and I were here. So did a lot of dodging into shops and walked some side streets. Of course, lunch was at Hog’s Breath.

Hog’s Breath Saloon

A wet Key West

Our wet camp site with a view of the gulf. Our wet camp site with a view of the gulf.

Will check back in with the world in a few days. Hope every one has been healthy and happy.