Author Archives: geniecan

About geniecan

Born and raised in " America's finest City" received BS degree in nursing years ago... main career besides wife and motherhood ( and now a grandma)was as a hospice RN for 18 years...Take great joy in finding the good in all things and believing that " No Thing is Ordinary" the title of my blog. I am working on a children's picture book story named R-Qu.. a rock falls of his mountain. Writing poetry is one of my happiest things to do. Yoga, water aerobics,, gym exercise and walking our wheaton terrior, Finley, with my husband Jim are favorite things...oh yes...singing in the choir at Church and recognizing God as #1... are most important... I also have a home based business with magnetic and far intra red health care products..peace to all who read this, Love, Jeane

Seen and Not Heard In the Park

Dirty, disabled and abandoned they poked out from a pile of dusty pine needles useless and for some nonsensical reason, I placed them in a zip lock bag, as if they were a fragile cocoon about to become a flying … Continue reading

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Purging

Mixing in the muck of memory debris she sorts through feelings giving them names frames them in new ways though they still weigh heavy with silence like sunken skipping stones seeking new homes and the chance to play another day … Continue reading

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Remnants of the Rain

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Clyde’s Grief

He doesn’t cry, or talk it out but sometimes writes, when feelings are too deep to speak and tears too dammed to spill His mother died, he did not cry and his pen could find no words but he worked … Continue reading

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Chime Muse

If it weren’t for this moment of quiet, resting in my “Lady’s Lair” I would miss hearing chimes caught in the breeze outside this upstairs window drifting long airy melodies into mid-day blue sky with no one to care or … Continue reading

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April Fools

They slide across the sky sly and laden with gray like a pack of hungry wolves keeping their prey at bay those clouds making un-kept promises for our dried up clay ©2018 Jean E. Taddonio

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Recovery Psalm

Holy beam of light too bright for mortal eyes to see You pierce the darkness of my granite walls splitting fears into river rocks mere stepping stones Beneath the water of cast off tears, pebbles shine sand becomes rainbow glass … Continue reading

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