Dana Crandell

Joined November 2021

318 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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Finding the Fire
Sunlight filters through the blinds and I wake, grudgingly. Resentment seems out of place, but makes itself comfortable,
By Dana Crandell5 days ago in Poets
Our Song. Top Story - February 2026. Content Warning.
Evening has given way to night. Gently, I settle next to you on the comfortable, old love seat and reach for your hand. You snatch it away, again. It cuts me to the quick, but I hide the pain, understanding that the reaction is but part of your demented state. Since the accident, your presence here in our cozy home has been clouded by a haze I can't see. Nevertheless, I feel the frigidity of your expressions and it serves as an excruciating reminder of the immeasurable distance between us.
By Dana Crandell7 days ago in Fiction
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 Crandell16 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 Crandell24 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 Crandell26 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 Crandellabout a month ago in Poets
A Shared Moment
lemon ginger tea and Constant Comment for you a sweet, shared moment
By Dana Crandell2 months ago in Poets
A Warm Memory
holding a statue an elephant lying down was Mom's favorite
By Dana Crandell2 months 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 Crandell2 months 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 Crandell2 months 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 Crandell2 months ago in Fiction
Hot Chocolate
rich brown elixir warms me from the inside out any time of year
By Dana Crandell2 months ago in Poets