What it WasIt was how his hair matchedthe golden grain in the fieldshe tended, tenderly with work-roughened hands,focused with a singular vision,so much the same as he tendedme.It was his work ethic, passeddown by generations,that farming was a high calling, … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 day 10
Beauty or BeastVegetables sit in a shaft of sunlighton the kitchen table waitingfor the prick of a knife or an appreciative eye. Isn’t that justlike Life? It’s been a busy day, so far. I participated in a writing workshop facilitated … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 day 9
A Moment of Regret, ForgottenHe left her at the quaysidein a gloaming Sunday in May,gazing across the River Tyneat The Black Middens, visions of tearing flesh, crashing bones, and the freezing North Sea as cold as his stone heartOh well. … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 8
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1976 His fingers startled me. The change he counted out onto the counter dropped spastically from the peaks and valleys of his contorted hands. It hurt to look at them. My eyes darted away. He dropped his… Continue reading Creative Nonfiction: Extremities by Charlotte Hamrick
Moving DayYou held the key to my heartfor a timeIt’s trite but trueI was a cliche -a red convertible on the PCHa drunken tourist on Bourbon Streeta country come to town in NYCCliches are created by shared experiencesWe shared nothing … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 7
Too Close, Too Far AwayA strange bed sets a fluid stage, transposedin reflected lightof oranges and goldsheat lightning disappearslike confronted ghosts frightenedof a full stareYou brought me to this placethat was only a mirage in my mindA shimmer behind cloudsNow … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 6
In the Lower BanlieueUrban pioneers came to fix all the broken moldy things.Young strong hands that knew better than homeowners who had lived in their houses for decades, latest in a line of ghosts stretching back to the original Creoles.The … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 5
Broken EggsLittle girl isfocused on not disturbing the eggshells on the floor orstraying outside the lines slippery yolks scrambleher balanceone day a smothering then a smatteringthen a smothering againYet she watches a dawn breaking new magic every day sees a … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 4
Ode for a GardenerWe should use lilies as currency,Carry them in pouches on our backs, their ruffledPetals surrounding our heads inCrowns of pink and purpleWe could trade their happy faces for asparagus And translucent green onions for a spring salad,Or … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 3
Beach ViewBelow, an umbrella glows red as an exploding star and I am a voyeur to colored embers running out to a blue, blue yondertesting distance, then returning tomotherI am testing my wings flying above the frayaway from an imploding … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 2
