First published at Blue Insights Publication on Medium as "How To Write A Nature Poem" Won't you check it out to see what you think?
A beautiful collection of brief moments in time Petals of Haiku: An Anthology—174 pages of pure joy. It features the work of over 160 talented poets. My purchased copy of…
✅As recent as the other dawningthe violets peeped from the groundto color the stiff cold gray—soon, over the prairie fanning Plum blossoms of white and pinkturned green on the breast…
WDYS 247: Image credit; Tom Barrett of artwork; sculpture by Spanish artistJaume Plensa Dear Lake do all you canto console mesometimes a manlongs to be freeof the harsh wordsthat minds…
***A repost from 2021ESSAYLesson learned from The Age of Miracles. What it Was Like Then A long time ago, I was young and had more time on my hands than…
Hello friends. This week’s W3 Prompt #117 hosted by our beloved Sadje, is where theparty’s at. Please take a look: https://skepticskaddish.com/2024/07/24/w3-prompt-117-weave-written-weekly/ Details: I. The prompt poem: ‘What amuses me?’, a…
When horses run, they leap, touch down, just to repeat Like our lives moving, leaping between highs and lows To aim to delay touch downs is life's true sorrow Best…
Noonday lays bare—an open parenthesis,summering endlessly with cicadas' melodiespumps me buoyant, all tensions easeBut the seagull washed up in the sea...How do you figure?The tiny red spider waiting by the…
On July 21st, the full moon night was cloudy. So the following evening found me sittingat the beach reading and waiting to see the moon rise. I read as much…
Christmas is NOT about Santa and presents. It’s something far more important thanthat, and I hope that’s the feeling you take away from this story, and the longish poemtoo. Happy…
Eyes are for looking Eyes are for looking And seeing sun Tongues are for greeting And saying fun Legs are for walking slowly And also run Hands are for shaking…
Kousa Dogwood your rough bark animates myyard at all timesthe symbol of you fires meas days drag on your cover of branches shadesmy patio your crowned hair awakens meto the new springred…