Bio
Living, writing, and the great adventure
“Life is either a daring adventure or it is nothing”
Helen Keller
It’s a wild ride in this world. And, at times, a struggle to survive. Adventures are not always a wild flight to glory.
Born in Los Alamos, New Mexico, USA in 1949.
Grew up in Albuquerque from age 5.
I’ve never been able to stay away from New Mexico for long. This is a wild land (outside the cities) both in terrain and weather. Vistas that grab your soul.
Schooling
I am not as much educated as learned. School bored me most of the time and it was all…
06 March 2021 Saturday Poetry: party on
One-Line Poetry March 3 — Gravity
Chalkboard prompt Feb. 24, 2021
Prompt: Speak to Me-Dead Poets Live
Dad,
Can I still call you that?
You may be stardust or some ethereal being now.
I don’t know if it’s a burden to be saddled with the old identity.
It’s been 40 years since you passed through the veil.
You'd be over 100 and pissed off if you were still around.
I wonder what happened that day. Your daughter had died just a month and a half before. Did you go back to alcohol or something harder? Were you leaving for another woman? Did you spend all of her money? Had you just driven her to madness? (We do…
Just adding to the chorus here.
I was diagnosed a few years ago at age 69. After 3 marriages, a few almost marriages, 4 bankruptcies, multiple jobs, and one big emotional breakdown (anxiety, panic attacks, and depression).
Methylphenidate helped, but my psych took me off of it due to blood pressure issues. Coffee helps.
I don't totally regret being diagnosed late because I might have missed much by being neurotypical.
Anyway, thanks for putting the info out there. The world needs to know about ADHD.
Thank you, David.
I try to sing the songs of the universe. Sometimes I can only sneeze.
Haiku philosophy and my writing
5–7–5
Ugh!
too many words
Some might doubt that what I write is haiku.
Maybe it’s just thoughts or a short verse or ‘freestyle’ haiku. I have written and read these things for over 50 years.
The how-to haiku debate is not worth having.
We each write by our own rules. For some, any ‘free verse’ of any kind is not poetry.
You don’t learn to drive a car by knowing the intricacies of building one. Many people write haiku only by knowing the mechanics. 17 syllables, 3 lines, about ‘something’. Mood or feelings, personal rants about life, and how things ‘should be’ are often…
Dana Sanford
Poet. Philosopher. A sense of Humor. 60 years ago I rode the winds at the top of a tall cottonwood. Buy me a coffee @ https://ko-fi.com/danasanford
