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Category: Poetry
POEM: MOTHERHOOD
By Virginia Carrell Prowell The moment a child is born, A woman begins a role in a production called Motherhood. The care she gives her baby is a God-given gift of tenderness….
POETRY: May Day
A Poem By Virginia Carrell Prowell (4/30/2021) Photos by Don Backman There was a time, a long time ago, When young children danced around the May Pole. Holding long colorful ribbons attached…
POETRY: RESTORATION
– Virginia Carrell Prowell (3-30-2021) (PHOTOS BY Don Backman) The signs of Winter are disappearing and being replaced with a renewed application. Barren branches of the Alder and Oak, the Red Maple,…
POEM: THE SILENT TRUMPETERS
My sweet neighbor, Rosy Pyle brought me a beautiful vase full of lovely daffodils on my birthday. For some unknown reason this little poem began forming in my noggin in the middle…
POETRY: BIRTHDAYS, YEAR BY YEAR
EDITOR’S NOTE: The Pioneer’s poet that is truly a pioneer … Virginia graces us with a poem a month (or more) when the muse or subject matter presents itself. Join us in…
The Coastal Buzz: Episode #3 – Exploring the Coast – Fisher Poets & DeGarde Brewing
The Coastal Buzz with Walter Mills is back – heading north to Astoria with a feature about Fisher Poets, happening this weekend virtually. Then Mills heads south to Tillamook for a taste…
Ode to Tessa the chocolate Princessa
EDITOR’S NOTE: A beautiful, heartfelt remembrance for a sweet chocolate lab Tessa by the Pioneers astrology and cooking writer Dana Zia. It brings tears to my eyes every time I read it….
INAUGURATION DAY: Youth Poet Laureate Amanda Gorman – “The Hill We Climb”
EDITOR’S NOTE: There were many highlights of today’s Inauguration of Joseph Biden as the 46th President of the United States, and Vice President Kamala Harris, and many firsts … then a 22-year-old…
‘TIS THE SEASON
It’s that time of year to be Happy and Jolly, We decorate our trees and boughs of Holly. In spite of the conditions we have to bear In this terrible and frustrating…