Review on Amazon for Running with the Horses

Review from Love to Learn: What a funny and poignant read. I thoroughly enjoyed stepping into Bice’s shoes and experiencing her highs and lows with her husband. It brought back great memories of going to the track with my husband in my youth. Going down memory lane with her was a real treat.

Thank you, thank you, thank you to Love to Learn. I’m so happy you enjoyed the memories from one part of my life!

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Happy Mother’s Day Mom, otherwise known as Anna May Daniels Bice Riggi

By Arlene S. Bice

Shortly before Mom passed away in October 1986 she asked me to give her a good hug. “Was I a good mother?” she mumbled, her face pressed against my shoulder. I answered her truthfully. It was what I said over many years. “If I could consider myself half the mother you were, I would be satisfied. I never considered myself half as good as she was as a Mom. I too, made hard choices.

She was a fabulous mother, devoted to us three kids. With my father in the hospital for the last 7 years of his short life (he passed away at age 44 when I was 12) Mom didn’t have to split her time between husband and children. We were her strong, main focus. She sacrificed everything for us. Mom had chances to marry but refused to marry before we were all out on our own. No man would be in the house until then.

She never liked school and quit in 6th grade. Fortunately, her father left her some properties that her smart girlfriend Edie managed to tie up legally so the State or the hospital could not take them from her. She sold them one at a time to use for income. To supplement that income she made jewelry at home at night with my brother Albert to help her. He was 6 years my senior, working in a bank as a day job. When jewelry making closed down, she followed with working in a laundry ironing men’s shirts. Summer temperatures rose about 100% in the laundry.  She walked the 1 ½ blocks away and was home when my brother Bob and I returned from school. Later she replaced that job by working as a waitress on weekend nights.

We always had 2 home cooked meals plus the lunch she packed for school. Never did we eat peanut butter and jelly for lunch. In summer, she made 3 meals a day, every day. On Saturdays she took a break and made something simple for dinner, like hot dogs and sauerkraut or chili con carne. In the winter we ate cakes and pies for dessert made from scratch and home-made bread she made to save money.

Life got easier for us in my teen years when Joe entered our lives. He wasn’t allowed to live in the house until they married after I did when I was seventeen.

My wedding was gorgeous. My marriage, not so gorgeous. For years I resented that she pushed me into a marriage I didn’t really want. How foolish I was. I didn’t understand her thinking at the time. All she wanted was for me to be safe and secure in a good marriage. It wasn’t her fault that her choice was not a good one for me.

I always took care of Mom after she was widowed a second time but there a space between us that could have been better if I had the wisdom then, that I gained over the years by coming to know her through her eyes after she passed away. Writing about her brought me closer to knowing the wonderful woman/mother she was all along.

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Thank You Poetry Challenge Readers

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Thank you Readers -arlene s bice

Thanks to all who read

My poetry challenge of 30 days

Completed it all, instead

Of easily failing in many ways

It was fun to revive

Words strung together

Poetry did survive

All kinds of daily weather

My thanks.

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pspoetry-Day 30-a contest

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A Contest – arlene s bice

Contests are great

bring out a challenge

in you

yet no longer for me


I like to complement instead.

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ten things of thankful

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  1. This week I’m thankful for April being Poetry Month with 30-day challenges. It got my poetry pen writing again after a dry spell.
  2. I’m so glad walking around the block has come easier and without gasping for breath.
  3. Dreams. I’ve been have lengthy dreams of action in full color, like films.
  4. For coloring books of Jane Austen and cat themes. I’d rather be painting but these have filled in until I get the brushes out again. It is relaxing, on the sunporch with the Captain on my lap and sometimes on my shoulder.
  5. Gorgeous blooming bushers, bridal bushes, azaleas, etc. and flowering trees are bountiful this spring.
  6. A small individual electric griddle that is so cute and so convenient for one.
  7. For my everyday salad with kale that keeps my heart happy and pumping.
  8. For positive comments on Running with the Horses. They are encouraging.
  9. For the healing process that doesn’t give up if I don’t. The human body is an amazing miracle.
  10. 10, For small miracles that happen every day. Too many people are too busy to notice.

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pspoetry-Day 29-favorite modern poet

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Favorite modern-day poet:

“Everything Is Waiting for You” by David Whyte

 arlene s bice . . .

Your written words speak to me

You direct me, lead me, guide me

With those words,

When you read them

A bit of Irish lilt slips out


Making your words


Why fight it

I invite them in

Hold them, revisit them

When needed

And sometimes just for pleasure.

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pspoetry- Day 28 -Coffee Shop

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Coffee Shop – arlene s bice

There is a rhythm in the air

as folks walk in, place an order

the barista moves as if in a ballet

creates a buzz or a whoosh

asks, would you like a ?

a coffee drinker takes a table

someone waves hello

another stops to chat

coffee aroma fills the room

a low hum of words float

as heads bend over laptops

before the day takes over.

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pspoetry-Day 27 flower metaphor

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  • Tulips-arlene s bice

The children were lined up

like tulips all in a row

tall, straight up

brightly colored clothes

all different

as was their skin

each one a complement

to the other

in full bloom.

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pspoetry- Day 26 – not going without

No Going Without- arlene s bice

Reading for pleasure

is one of life’s treasures

it is how I measure

a successful leisure

years ago I had no time

to sink into a book sublime

definitely it was a terrible crime

not to spend hours of prime

so I never think to refuse

reading my books to lose

myself with no abuse

not for me, to be obtuse.

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pspoetry -Day 25- memory-summer of ’21

Summer of ’21 –arlene s bice

Hands on the keyboard

not musical except for the words

musically run through my mind

create, remember, type

heavy drapes at the window

block our sunshine and distraction

write, read, publish

concentrate, live for thoughts, ideas

words eventually printed on paper

still a life-long love of writing, reading

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