I'll be at the The Edmonds Bookshop on Saturday, May 26th, from 12-1, for a book signing. I haven't done one in awhile, so I'm excited. I'll be with two other authors. Here's the link:
i doze in my chair
with accompaniment of
crickets and frogs
the campfire slowly fades
into the midnight hour
Here is my latest published poem, with a picture. I hope you enjoy.
departed without me
to stay one more day
or maybe forever
Sometimes pivotal decisions can be ruled by fear. When fear is let go, the free mind can make a clear decision and serenity prevails. Roy Kindelberger is a children’s writer, poet, and teacher from Edmonds, WA.
I've had a tanka prose published to this online magazine. Extremely well done. Great job to all of the poets and artists involved!
Here's my contribution:
I found a man with his hands in his face. Defeated. A former teacher, now in his late seventies. His Alzheimer’s progresses rapidly. Along with other health concerns. A list. He has trouble communicating his needs. But this is clear. As he sits on a bench. Clear, he’s emotionally exhausted. I go over and sit next to him.
opens wider each day
a new journey
silently i put my arm
around his shoulder
Roy Kindelberger is an elementary teacher and memory care manager. He lives in Edmonds WA. Roy says: “As I make my journey through a memory care home, helping residents, I feel a connection. Even if it’s only for a moment. That connection of a handshake, a hug, a tear, a story, or a laugh. It most certainly puts things into perspective.”
I have two haiku in Jumble Box. I’m extremely excited.
Here they are:
the circle he paces
at the home
the day a tree branch broke
beneath my feet
I'm proud to share a recently published poem: https://coloradoboulevard.net/poetry-corner-building-bridges/
Here's my poem as well:
Roy Kindelbergera return
to an old manuscript
feels like new
a walk on the bridge where i
took the picture years ago
Roy Kindelberger of Bothell, Washington, shows a solid bridge of words reaching from past to present in this subtle strong poem. We all know the feeling of déjà vu and its power of transforming our feelings. Roy says: “It’s about mending the past. Bridges were broken.” Words of strong feeling are memorable and have power to connect and mend.
I realized I hadn't posted a short poem that was published in July. Well, here it is:
on a midnight walk
stops us at a fountain
cascades upwards and down again
there’s always more
I’ll be appearing at a Q&A Panel at the Sultan Library on Saturday November 21st, from 1:00-2:30.
I have the opportunity to be on the panel with the following authors:
J. Anderson Coats
It’ll be awesome to make my first appearance for Broken Bridges in over eleven months. If you feel like a Saturday drive, please come join me and other authors.
Thanks for your support!
I recently published another poem: