Author Archives: Susan L Daniels

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?

when trees grow in us, anything can happen

when fir trees branch inside us anything can happen like the feeling when seeing you that this happiness could breathe out 100 butterflies from the center of my chest fluttering winged feeling is something no longer charming but alarmingly possible ***inspired … Continue reading

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what we eat

Hi, all.  This piece sprang from a conversation I had with a friend about food/lifestyle choices.  I do not judge anyone for their choices–this is just an exploration.  I will try very hard to offend everyone equally in this poem. there is … Continue reading

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flow (surrender)

there is that current you go willingly with or it takes you anyway in riffs and rips better to slide into it than fight, drowning in crocodile rolls hard to teach that flow but when we learn it easier to … Continue reading

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who knew

who knew that guy, that brilliant sardonic guy shaking wit like martinis served up & very dry would lose the pseudonym, his barbed wire breached smoothed by a feeling so rainbow when he wears it the blue dances in his … Continue reading

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the shortest eulogy in the world starts and ends here

i want to sing your life or smile it but loss carries me past words

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RIP to my Aunt Marie, the lovely young woman in the center of this photograph.  She introduced my parents to each other in 1954, and was a wonderful friend to my mother throughout their lives, and a good friend to … Continue reading

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five suitcases (for RGH)

you take everything five suitcases heavy with longing counted on fingers that difference lightening translated to miles (kilometers where you are going) what else is needed as that matter of time when you fly into it scatters and collapses into seconds … Continue reading

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