Denise Marsh
Denise Marsh is a Writer and an Elementary School teacher in Palm Beach County. She has found writing to be a major catharsis in her life. You can hear her poetry at Open Mic night at Village Music in Wellington every Wednesday night.
It’s a bird…It’s a plane…It’s an… axe?
It’s a bird…It’s a plane…It’s an… axe?
An unforgettable experience followed by an impressive interview at Game of Axes in Jupiter, Florida
By Denise Marsh
You know...
My Virtual Reality: A week in the life of teaching Distance Learning
My Virtual Reality: A week in the life of teaching Distance Learning
By Denise Marsh
We are told that we are “essential” workers, but teachers are...
Candy
Candy
By Denise Marsh
"Take my hand"
You pleaded
Yelled...
Your voice
Strong
Certain
Soothing
I squinted...
Hesitation
Disbelief
Jaded heart
So darn dark...
And ...
I could feel
The grip
The undertow
The confines of life
Pulling me
Into its quick sand.
Little time
To...
The light at the end of the tunnel: Dr. Ming Wang
The light at the end of the tunnel: An interview with the prominent Dr. Ming Wang
The Right Place . . . The Right Time
By...
A Lesson to Learn
A Lesson to Learn
(For Giulia)
By Denise Marsh
The ring
The rhythm
The sweetness in your voice
To feel a sense of appreciation
Because of just being
For you, are eager...
Start Spreading the (good) News
Start Spreading the (good) News
An interview with everybody’s favorite Renaissance Woman Krista Martinelli, The Editor and Founder of AroundWellington.com
By Denise Marsh
Everybody knows that Dorothy,...
The Sound of Music
The Sound of Music: A therapeutic approach to our current Quarantine
By Denise Marsh
“Music” has been a driving “force” in people’s lives. The web supplies a plethora of...
A Slice of Heaven: Americana Jones
A Slice of Heaven: An interview with the phenomenal Americana Jones Band
By Denise Marsh
Definition Recognition:
If you Google “Americana music” it states that “it is...
For My Class
For My Class
By Denise Marsh, 1st grade teacher
In my heart, not 6 feet apart
I have missed your sweet faces
Dreamt of hearing your voices
In all...