Dana Crandell

Joined November 2021

316 stories

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

Poet, Writer, Editor, Photographer, Artist

My poetry collection: Life, Love & Ludicrosity

The Upland Soul

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What I Wouldn't Do
Though perhaps not of consequence, I feel it behooves and makes sense For me to notify, herein, Those who'll read my words and take in
By Dana Crandell7 days ago in Poets
PSA
NOTICE: What follows is a PSA From one whose patience ends today. His tolerance for blatant gall Has hit a necessary wall.
By Dana Crandell14 days ago in Poets
Dealing with Angst
There – there it is. That meek, tiny whimper, Pitifully demanding attention Above all other priorities. And for what?
By Dana Crandell16 days ago in Poets
For The New Year
The golden year you've waited for Arrived and here you are Just following the same routines That haven't worked, so far.
By Dana Crandell29 days ago in Poets
A Shared Moment
lemon ginger tea and Constant Comment for you a sweet, shared moment
By Dana Crandellabout a month ago in Poets
A Warm Memory
holding a statue an elephant lying down was Mom's favorite
By Dana Crandellabout a month ago in Poets
Holiday Meals
meals with family and the warmth of sharing them always end too soon *** Just a little something that occurred to me during Christmas lunch with some of the family. Those who couldn't make it were missed, but the warm feeling was still there. Thanks for reading! Don't forget to leave a like and a comment!
By Dana Crandellabout a month ago in Poets
Shchedryk
I know, I know, there are some things we just don't talk about at Christmas. If they come up, we gloss over them and move on. And I'm as guilty as anyone.
By Dana Crandellabout a month ago in Humans
I Never Kid
“So, let me just say that the scenery here is everything you said it would be. What a gorgeous drive, Unc!” “You like? I had a feeling you'd agree.”
By Dana Crandellabout a month ago in Fiction
Hot Chocolate
rich brown elixir warms me from the inside out any time of year
By Dana Crandellabout a month ago in Poets
When We're Gone From Here. Content Warning.
When the dust of our existence Is naught but a memory And this world repairs the damage Done to her by you and me,
By Dana Crandell2 months ago in Poets
Easin' into the Season. Top Story - December 2025.
The Holiday Season is upon us. Thanksgiving is barely out of the way, and the shops have transitioned from Black Friday sales right into Christmas sales. The local radio stations have been playing carols for about the same length of time. Neighborhood lighting competitions are well underway. Its a typical December here in the good ol' USA.
By Dana Crandell2 months ago in Humans