found poem from last year 

Plum Doodle 383

journal fragments from May 15, 2025

Where are we?

It’s another beautiful bird-filled morning . . . 

Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love.
love love love love love love love love love.

I saw that someone
spay painted a swastika
on Donald Trump’s Hollywood Star.
It is not known if it was painted by a fan
or
a detractor. 

Oh.

I remember when there was no internet, when my mind was broad and wandering.
Wandering.

Oh. My mind broad and wandering.

Now, repetition.
Pound. Repetition.
Pound.
Repetition.
I will push back — push back with gratitude.
Gratitude. Gratitude and wonder.

June 29, 2025
Flagstaff, AZ

reposted and revised:
June 28, 2026
Flagstaff, AZ

So much happens in a year – and yet, some things are so much the same.

image: strange moon © holly troy 2026

10,000 Plum Doodles Project 

I often use scribbles as the genesis for a painting. These squiggles carry energy for me, and on their own, they tell a story. I call them plums because they are little treats for my imagination. I will continue adding to this project until I have reached 10,000 drawings.

John S. Hall’s 10,000 Poems Project inspired me – but rather than writing – I decided to collect my drawings. Sometimes I write when I doodle, and sometimes I share the writing as well.