Dad jokes amuse me. The last one I heard from my neighbor is that he was on a seafood diet. It made me give a double take, befuddled—for an answer…
Maureen says: Today, I challenge you to write your own index poem. You could start with found language from an actual index, or invent an index. Click to see what I have for you in the likes of Emily Dickinson.
Click here to see the prompt, please Anguished brethren— at long last, a realization!Bouquets of bitterness will not get you to the endCrepuscular beast challenged, jarred to review lifeDown on…
Wellaneba! This exercise took me into a nightmare state, like when I had a fever as a child. In my delirium, I hallucinated. This twenty little poetry project felt like that to me. Good or bad? Hard to say... It wowed me.
Today's prompt is much larger than me! I felt right away I was witnessing something beautiful. And I remembered Mary Oliver... Then decided to return to a previous prompt I missed. Please read. Off prompt #napowrimo #glopowrimo
Yesterday's post: I Will Not Yield Today's post: I Yielded -- Please come to read my second triolet. Thanks. Or scroll down to view my spring photos.
“Oh, Spring is surely coming. Her couriers fill the air; Each morn are new arrivals, Each night her ways prepare, I scent her fragrant garment, her foot is on the stair.” ~ John Burroughs
Do you carry a handkerchief? Do you even remember what those things are? hehe. This week at W3, we're prompted to weave an Ode To Handkerchiefs. Ha! Come read what I got... xo
Personification. Creative Writing. Tragedy or Comedy-- you decide.
With today's twin haiku on a wonderful photo prompt, I share a glimpse into how I see things today. I hope you can see what I mean. Because it's never too late to bring awareness.
I Rise, is an encouragement poem for you-- a reminder of the power you carry within. Happy Palentine's Day, Pen Pals... Lovely friends of mine/ your virtues are most divine/