Dana Crandell

Joined November 2021

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Dad, Stepdad, Grandpa, Husband, lover of Nature and dogs.

Poet, Writer, Editor, Photographer, Artist and Tech/Internet nerd.

My first published poetry collection: Life, Love & Ludicrosity

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High Flight 1974
If I had the wings of an eagle, Or maybe the ears of a beagle, Perhaps I could fly But then I'd get high, And someone would make it illegal.
By Dana Crandell3 years ago in Poets
Gifts From the Past
dark days of the past bolstered you for the future rejoice in their gifts *** Thanks for reading my random thoughts!
By Dana Crandell3 years ago in Poets
Cherry
Resplendent in red She dangles delectably A scarlet siren *** It's about a piece of fruit, kids! Thanks for reading!
By Dana Crandell3 years ago in Poets
Digital Magic
The shutter opens Light burns into silicon The memory lives *** Just a few words about the other thing I love to do. Thanks for reading!
By Dana Crandell3 years ago in Poets
Stupid Cell Phone
Obnoxious music Shatters my peaceful slumber Now my screen is cracked *** Ever have one of those mornings? Thanks for reading!
By Dana Crandell3 years ago in Poets
Supernova
We burned brightly once Rising to a white-hot flash — Then came the darkness _________________ Author's Note: This little haiku may or may not be about a past relationship. :)
By Dana Crandell3 years ago in Poets
Cruel Mistress
Ravaging us all She returns us to the dust To make room for more
By Dana Crandell3 years ago in Poets
Thank You, Dad.
Today, on the 9-year anniversary of my fathers death, I was reminded on social media by a post I made when I received the news. I've decided to share it here, in the hope that it may offer some insight to others.
By Dana Crandell4 years ago in Families
A Wedding Toast from the Father of the Bride
One of my daughter's lifelong curses is having a dad who thinks he's a writer. That being the case, when the first hint of her (second) wedding came up, this old fart had to start writing a toast to be given on the day. As it turned out, they eloped, with only a couple of friends in attendance, so I never got to recite it. Some people's kids!
By Dana Crandell4 years ago in Poets
Dark Enough. Second Place in Through the Lens Challenge.
This isn't techincally my best Milky Way photo, but it represents much more than the beauty of our galaxy, because of the circumstances that allowed me the opportunity to capture it.
By Dana Crandell4 years ago in Photography
Winter Trees
Brittle bones of countless, fragile fingers Beckoning an all-too-distant sun Bejeweled by the morning rain that lingers
By Dana Crandell4 years ago in Poets
An Ode to Spatchcocked Chicken
(This one is best read with your best Vincent Price voice impression) O' spatchcocked chicken, so divine Deprived of breastbone, tail and spine,
By Dana Crandell4 years ago in Poets