Grumpy skies,cranky flat cloudforms my pillow;tucked to one side.Thunder grumblesas letdown lightning strikes. Pitter-patter,pins and needles,my sullenness pours.Gurgling gutter,I’m pulled…
Story Time Sunday #52
“Passengers, pardon the interruption, but we will need to make an emergency landing due to severe weather.” I’m a few…
The Straw That Broke
A petite pen request for 30 words or less to artwork by Malcolm T. Liepke. If you feel inspired by…
My Lady, Margarite
First eye to morning sun.She loves me; I eat those.She loves me not; drop those to rot.
Let The Good Times Roll
Flashback Track #58 asks us to use a track title from the 1978 album “The Cars” to create inspiration for…
Sabotaged Day
A sabotaged day–sky blends with cement,good intent bloated,a swirl of Earl Grey;the city is an ashtray.
Cosmic Grooming
A late-night petite pen request on this busy Tuesday. 15-25 words divined from the painting “Higher Self” by Spooky Girl.…
Double Rainbow Morning
I’m doubly pleased today as I have two wonderful surprises to announce (plus a bonus third surprise at the end…
The Plunge
“It’s lopsided.” “Better?” I shift the shield over Brenda’s eyes. Adjust her metal cave. Clank on the side a few…
Have I Told You Lately
I wrote this for a fun challenge on AllPoetry: pick a song your mother loves or loved and craft a…
Evening Mothering
Happy Mother’s Day to all of my readers who are mothers, in any of the many capacities of the word.…
Story Time Sunday #51
Today’s story is a bit of flash fiction inspired by this photo from April 21st of Flemish Minister-President Jan Jambon…
Afternoon Mothering
An errant knight, I mount my faithful steed post tea-time, charge through bramble weed to rescue my fair children from…
Midday Mothering~The Way Out
As we head towards Mother’s Day here in the United States, I am sharing some poems written about motherhood. I…
Share the Covers
Flashback Track #67 asks us to share our feelings on covers, and I’m not talking about the bedroom kind, although…
Mothering~Midmorning
As we head towards Mother’s Day here in the United States, I am sharing some poems written about motherhood. I…
Pre-Dawn Motherhood
Every spring,my son’s syncopated sneezes,water the green duvet covers,his cough, a predawn chorus,followed by a birth bath laughbut whether he…
Haiku in Bloom
April’s patch of haiku are a bit thin due to National Poetry Writing Month. But, I’ve plucked a few of…
On The 7th Day
April has been full of surprises, but oh so exhausting. And now, dear readers, it is time for my muse…
NaPoWriMo#30 This Cruel Season
NaPoWriMo#29 I’m Just A Girl
Modern-Day Sirens
Dear Readers, I’m excited to share that the second article in my series, Modern-Day Sirens, was published in the speculative fiction…
This Poem Is Not Concrete
This poem is not concrete. It’s not set in stone nor cement. It’s sedentary. Neither resilient nor reliable, stable nor…
NaPoWriMo#27 The Day’s Gone Stale
The day’s gone stale before noon,crusts of clouds I cannot chew. Crusts my lover chewed right throughso quick, I feared…
Yard Sale of Thoughts 