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Category: Poetry
The Body Is A Well
I’m pleased to share with all of you two of my poems, The Body is a Well and Soul Vacation, … More
I Flew Down Under
Cosmic Completion
Don’t Be Coy
A petite pen to tide over a tough Tuesday. 30 words or less to the artwork below. If you feel … More
A Sulky Sleep
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 … More
The Straw That Broke
A petite pen request for 30 words or less to artwork by Malcolm T. Liepke. If you feel inspired by … More
My Lady, Margarite
First eye to morning sun.She loves me; I eat those.She loves me not; drop those to rot.
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. … More
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 … More
Evening Mothering
Happy Mother’s Day to all of my readers who are mothers, in any of the many capacities of the word. … More
Afternoon Mothering
An errant knight, I mount my faithful steed post tea-time, charge through bramble weed to rescue my fair children from … More
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 … More
Mothering~Midmorning
As we head towards Mother’s Day here in the United States, I am sharing some poems written about motherhood. I … More
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 … More
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 … More
NaPoWriMo#30 This Cruel Season
NaPoWriMo#29 I’m Just A Girl
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 … More
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 … More
Rememberances
NaPoWriMo#26 Song Thrush Spicket
Bird song through open windowwell before dawn,a dripping faucet song. He rests on rotting boughseat for morning’s leaky spout;his throat … More
Frances Finds Me
Frances finds me at night.Timid as a tornado.Strapped in a tranquilizerchair. Box hood locked tight. Bowels opened. Bled through.“Sit still.” … More
I’m the Boss, Applesauce
NaPoWriMo#24 invites us to visit the world of noir by asking us to create a larger-than-life simile. This tasty treat … More
Yard Sale of Thoughts 