’24 Contemplation: W3 She Is Not A Wilted Flower
Written for W3 Prompt #97: Wea’ve Written Weekly posted on March 6, 2024at the Skeptic's Kaddish where Jane Aguiar is the host this week. The prompt poem: ‘At the base of the…
Written for W3 Prompt #97: Wea’ve Written Weekly posted on March 6, 2024at the Skeptic's Kaddish where Jane Aguiar is the host this week. The prompt poem: ‘At the base of the…
swaggering in properregalia arrives Springrousing us to atime of enliveningthe kaleidoscopeof hues beguilingwhere only yesterdaysnow lay slumberingnow crocuses fromhilltops cascadingthe colors seeping inlike full moons explodingreadying one and all,and fecundity…
Written for #Whatdoyousee for Sadje @ KeepItAlive Website,#228- March 4, 2024. Deserving Daughters the sum of all parts-- both broken and beautiful deserving of love © selma Sadje: Does the picture…
MTB-- Echoing back. dVerse Poets Pub. Prompt Host is by Laura Bloomsburyand Mr Linky closes on Saturday, the 9th at 3 p.m. EST. For today’s Meeting the Bar prompt we are…
Through the naked trees I spya most striking painting to behold it could be the work of O'Keeffe,it could be the work of Van Gogh, but the only one here is Nature.…
Written for David's Wea've Written Weekly, W3 Prompt #95, posted byDavid on February 21, 2024. This week's Poet of the Week (PoW) is Heather of Sgeoil Website and here arethe guidelines:…
Written for Whimsygizmo: Quadrille #195 – Don’t Touch that Dial! (Stay andWrite a Poem) You say that under the noon heat asphalt softens and floods and that under a moon-blanched…
This post is written for Colleen's Syllabic Challenge: This week marks the start ofthe Snow Becomes Rain season. It’s a time of transition and awakening as the firstsigns of spring…
Written for the W3 Prompt #94: Wea’ve Written Weekly at The Skeptic'sKaddish--posted on February 14, 2024 by David. Congratulations to Sally of The Hot Dogs and Marmalade Website. I. The prompt poem:…
from the hotel window I saw themstretched as far as my eyes could seehundreds covered the bay like black inkbopping up and down on the receding sea as if paused…
Funny how some hip people simply talk and talk and talkExhausting all the easy scales and saying nothing smartWe sashay onto the dance floor and sway to a single noteReMiFaSoLaTiDo…