Author Archives: Cynthia Pittmann

About Cynthia Pittmann

I am a writer, life-artist, friend to humans, animals and nature. I'm a published poet, and I post original photographs in the WordPress blog. I'm experimenting with a poetic form that is meant to be read (and seen) with music videos. In the Oasis Writing Link blog (blogger), I write about living in Puerto Rico, memoir vignettes, offer creative writing ideas, explore art and sometimes discuss books I'm reading. I have two ongoing non-fiction writing projects: I'm writing a memoir about my mothers who were murdered in a hate crime and an experiential book about learning and practicing creative writing. I am an openminded accepting person. I invite you to introduce yourself (and your areas of artistic interest to me) on Facebook, Instagram and Twitter. ॐ

Club Confetti (SoCal)

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Walking Write

  Words stamped down Placing bricks in mortar. Heavy lifting. But they say writing is the fun part. Editing is tricky, at risk of losing this voice to that one. Watch out for a takeover, rip off, erasure.   Writing … Continue reading

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A Clear View

Obstructing the view, a pepper tree must be cleared away. Sitting on the porch, I watch the branch removal operation as limb by limb they fall down. Where will the birds go? In the morning the fog lifts and light … Continue reading

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Awareness

I sit down and notice morning sunlight and birds flying low in the green glen– Is this Beatrix Potter’s field Or a Scottish valley set down right here in our tropical water-laced world — all tinted with prismatic light? Busy girls sit … Continue reading

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Music

“People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can … Continue reading

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Inspiration

I’m organizing people, tasks, plans at work and in my dreams. I’m living my work life twice, once awake and once asleep. Let me out! Walking down the street, I’m shucked as new corn – Exposed, raw, open. It’s New … Continue reading

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Transitions

Life and Letting Go   Sitting on the porch step perplexed and Pondering wherefore, whence and whatever!  However, how come, hence and finally, What goes around, comes around. Return,  depart and what happened?    My little boy is growing up,  … Continue reading

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Beginning’s End, Beginning Again

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Beginning’s End, Beginning Again

    In the flow, rapid and slow In the gaps, on the line-less Space to down the feather Comfort, gently caught in the   Breeze, tips brushing Tiny moments of meaning, until All evaporates and disperses  Into cloudy and … Continue reading

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Metamorphosis

Holding court in the kitchens, under counters, behind the sinks, and on the streets. Craving consumption and barrio binging while los vencinos bring swarms of whistling good morning pleasantries, buenos días. Devouring de la calle currency, “Did you see? Do … Continue reading

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