Short Creek/ Colorado City, Arizona-Utah: “They Changed the Name of Our Hometown”

Sing your song, Dance your dance, Tell your tale. ---Frank McCourt,  Modern-day Dickens, Author of best-selling classics: Angela's Ashes, 'Tis, and Teacher Man They Changed the Name of Our Hometown* 1— They changed the name of our hometown the other day, But in the hearts of some Short Creek will always stay; The cliffs so high, the…

My Poem: Fred Morrow Plumbing: Super Savings on Sewer Sub-Meters!

Poets for Fred Morrow Plumbing,* And super-savings on Sewer Sub-Meters: (He’s installed hundreds of these meter readers!) First class, first choice Contractor’s corporation — In my humble opinion, Best plumbing Co. in the nation! I hired Fred Morrow So I wouldn’t be sorry tomorrow; Did my homework; So I don't repent in sorrow! On April…

My Poem: Do You Dig?

  Do You Dig? To find enlightenment and better succeed in life’s journey toward individuation and edification, We might participate in an inner archaeological dig. Workshops to assist are found under Soul-Searching Archaeology. And are offered free at The College of Life and Hard Knox University. Do you “dig”? These workshops include a certain kind…

Pt 19-C: Esther LeBaron Spencer, Me, and More Perils of Polygamy

My Memoir, Part 19-C: Esther LeBaron McDonald de Spencer --  And More Perils of Polygamy "Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man's character, give him power." Abraham Lincoln I left off in "My Memoir: Esther LeBaron McDonald de Spencer -- And More Perils of Polygamy -- Part 19-B" commenting: In Homer Babbitt's kiss There was no…

My Review of the California Writers Club Anniversary Anthology, “Cascade of Pearls”

  California Writers Club Anniversary Anthology   Ode to The California Writers Club: The California Writers Club is our oyster,  And we writers the pearls being polished within her. Stephany Spencer  2016   2016 marked the 30th anniversary -- The Pearl Anniversary of the California Writers Club, San Fernando Valley Branch. For thirty years, this club has been our oyster ranch,  And we…

Pt 1–18: My Mother Esther LeBaron Spencer, Me, and Mormon Polygamist Cults Unmasked

PART 1 My Memoir: My Mama, Esther LeBaron McDonald de Spencer My Maternal Grandparents: Maud Lucinda McDonald & Alma Dayer LeBaron “Mother! For love of thee it was begun; In thy most honored name today ’tis done. And though all earthly cares must cease In that fair land of everlasting peace, Love aye is one,…

My Song: “A Happy-New-Year Medley”

 HAPPY NEW YEAR! TWO-THOUSAND-NINETEEN IS HERE!! By Stephany Spencer (to tune of Auld Lang Syne) 1-  Two-thousand-nineteen is here! We are one year older: Everyone has grown And we are bolder As we enter this new year.  So let us make a resolution To never be the problem -- Only the solution To our problems ... every one. 2-…

My Song: “Pretty City Chick: A Bit o’ Bio in Verse”

Stephany Spencer-LeBaron, age 38  Pretty City Chick Dearest friends and fans,Please note: This tongue-in-cheek song I wrote  Is half-finished so I don't gloat,But pray my poem won’t get your goat; It's late -- blog's due “mañana;” Check the song later on ... uh ... You'll find it's been “re-wrote”... "Needs work" is my last quote. But please enjoy…

My song: Thanksgiving Day Medley

Our First Thanksgiving Day: A Thanksgiving Medley Across the Atlantic Ocean, a long time ago Came pilgrims on the Mayflower, a new world to know. Freedom of religion was what they sought; Starvation and illness were problems they fought. But the people worked together, And some friendly Indians taught These pilgrims how to better use…

My poem: “Bio Ballad in Verse, for Better or Worse”

             I'm 12, middle row, 2nd to left Bio Ballad in Verse -- for Better or WorseI was born some time ago,Way out in the sticks,In Mexico’s Rocky Mountain Range,The year 1946;Was raised in a Mormon Fundy cult,Where renegade,Self-righteous hicksBelieved it sinfulWith “the world,” to mix.Like the egotistical foolWho'd seldom been…

My Notes, Quotes, Jokes, Pokes, ‘n’ Anecdotes

Bimbo Weeps:  I'm sittin' alone in the moonlight, At the Heartbreak Hotel Café, Abandoned by women and men; And here's all I have to say, “I’ll never eat garlic nor onions again -- Not till my dying day -- NOT if it drives possible friendships away, Miraculously keeping romance at bay!" By Stephany Spencer ****************************************…

My Original Quotes, Notes, ‘n’ Anecdotes on Writing ‘n’ Creativity

Hi! I am Stephany Spencer, Poet, Lyricist, Memoirist, and Musician -- a professional Jackalin-of-many-trades. And a retired teacher on her endless summer. Welcome to my own little corner of the world-wide-web!  As we speak, my fledgling Website continues to grow as I continue to develop the skills of a Webmaster, Blogger, and Photoblogger.  It's work so fun, I…

My Memoir Poem: I Entered the World Foot First — My Rebirthing Experience

    In 1986, I learned it was possible to be hypnotized and taken back to the moment I was born. Being a curious person, I hired a female therapist who specialized in doing “Rebirthings.” Through her hypnosis session, she guided me back to the moment of my birth! That's when I became certain about…

My Poem: Tony Robbin Tips: “Emote the Emotion”

"Emote the Emotion" Emote the emotion, Over-and-over, You want to feel, Says Tony Robbins, "Modern Guru Pill." You can change your "emotion," By changing your "motion." You're at the wheel. In other words:Change physiology,Change unwanted emotions --It's a done deal!  Stand tall and proud When you're afraid,Whistle a tune that'll aid;Turn your frown upside downWhen you're feeling…

My Poem: “Ponderin’ and Wonderin’: A Conversation with Self”

Ponderin' and Wonderin': A Conversion with Self At seventy-one, I'm hung upon my ladder's last rung, With its many steps, And the protruding doornails of a door half hung, Wonderin' what more in life I could've won,  And why still try to do something BIG before I'm done? Shouldn't I presently Commit to having fun? Cease…

My Poem: “Ode to Chava Chavarin and the ‘Tres Camarones’ Team”

  *Note: The following poem was inspired after I listened to the audiobook of "Into the Beautiful North," By Dr. Luis Alberto Urea Ode to Chava Chavarin and the "Tres Camarones" Team*  What is in a name? I hesitate to say, But the name, “Chava Chavarin,” continues To ring in my brain today, anyway -- Though…

My Poem: “Advice for Creatives”

DARE  To dare present your creative works to the world And see your artistic creations unfurled, You must start by daring: Daring to fail And daring to do well, Or fail to dare do anything well; Daring to fail is part of daring to do well. Buoyed when Author Steven Pressfield Encouraged creative works, My creativity now no…

My Poem: Lovely Lively Lizards

Lovely Lively Lizards I detest supporting lazy "lizards" -- Leeches, losers, and welfare abusers: Socialism can be Welfare for users. So, lazy-daisy loafing "lizards," Penniless-paupers, down-and-out dizzards, Get off your rump, use your gizzard, And from the welfare rolls be scissored! My new slogan is herein delivered: "Be part of the solution, Not the pollution…

My Original Sayings and Short Poems: From My Pen to Yours

~ Original Sayings 'n' Short Poems From My Pen to Yours @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ I Think Mice Are Very Nice I think mice are very nice. Some people say they have lice, And leave mouse tracks in their rice. With pet mice that's quite rare, So therefore I declare, I still think mice are very nice! Stephany Spencer (My…

My Essay-Poem: “John Cage and Composing”

The avant-garde composer John Cage said," The material of music is sound and silence. Integrating these is composing." Could we say the material of poetry is also sound and silence -- or syllables and silence? And integrating these is composing -- albeit poetry?  We could, as well, compose music and poems that go together ... compose…

My Poem: “In Mexico, Down Past the Rio Grande”

Picnicking in the Canyons above Colonia LeBaron, Chihuahua, Mexico In Mexico, Down Past the Rio Grande by Stephany Spencer Song Version:1— In Mexico, down past the Rio Grande,I buried my diaries in the desert sand;Now they lie lost in a foreign land --Lost in LeBaron when I fled the clan.Lost my poetry in the desert’s…

My Memoir and Poem: Bright Childhood a Gift

"Where there's a will, there's a way." William James In July 1967, three months after my/our husband, William Preston Tucker/AKA: Bill Tucker (I say "our" husband because I was one of Bill's three wives), announced to the "church" he was leaving, he died from a burst appendix. Up until then, he had been one of…

My Song “Painted Spring:” A Take-off from the Spanish Traditional Song “De Colores”

A Lesson Too Late In The Learning:  Write It or Regret It Recently at the California Writers Club, a fellow poet and guest speaker, Deborah Edler Brown, advised: "At the moment of inspiration, record it. Don't wait! For it's like babies lost you can never retrieve if you don't record your inspiration when it comes."…