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…
First, a little Emily Dear March—Come in—(1320) Dear March—Come in— How glad I am— I hoped for you before— Put down your Hat— You must have walked—How out of Breath you are— Dear March, how…
Here, I offer you a string of shadorma (shadormae?) with a whimsy story for many more starry nights. Written for Tanka Tuesday, Ekphrastic Week.
I want to show you my lovely Tibouchina that's blooming alongside the black-eyed Susans. My fave colors in the yard. Oh yes, and an invented poetry form called Octelle. Hope you enjoy the poem. Happy Summering.
My second day writing Ha'sonnets for you. I'm really enjoying this new form. Thanks for reading. And if you think these are too short, go ahead and click on the additional link to read about my summers without air-conditioners. Happy reading.
True Story: and just like that the rains doth cease blue skies, resplendent sun galore in the somnolence of summer the words just upped and left me so then a…