NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every Day: An Insomniac Remembers

An Insomniac RemembersI used to fill my ears in the haunting hourswith booming hair metal I didn’t even like to drownyour floating face behind my eyelids, butstill the memories rose like ghost-vapor where I’d lie by yourside once again when … Continue reading NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every Day: An Insomniac Remembers

NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every Day: Spring Morning

Spring MorningUnfolds as soft as the lushestcashmere, a light breezeflows over skin as cool and sweetas the clearest, most virgin waterat the beginning of time.Squirrels, birds, and tiny insectschatter, tweet, and wiggle in adoringluxury where time matters not at allexcept in anticipation of tomorrow’s dawn.NaPoWriMo 4/23/25 – 9:45 am sitting on the patio with Buddy Continue reading NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every Day: Spring Morning

NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every Day: Auntie

AuntieSitting on the old porchwhere so many have sat,the almond tree bloomingher white flowers likeAngel wings covering the yard in a magic carpet,the aroma of our coffee and cigarettes mingling with the muskiness of the old woodunder our bare feet, you reached out taking my hand in yours, telling me something about my own self, cushioning the shock in your breezy-soft voice,leaving my mouth dry as the swirling ashes of the secret revealed Today for NaPoWriMo I used this Sensory Prompt from Poetry Today by Maya C. Popa: #1 — In “How Far Away We Are,” Ada Limón writes: I … Continue reading NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every Day: Auntie

NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every day: Why I am Not a Piece of Cake

Why I am Not a Piece of Cakewaiting to be eaten,sitting on a delicate plateringed in roses while the tea steeps.I could never be so obedient, resigned to sliding down someone’s throat after frosting and sponge were gnashed and tumbled by teeth and tongue.I do not like dark, moist placesthat bypass the heart and stomachsare full of acid – I refuse to land there!In fact, I’d only agree to be a lemon cakeimmortalized by Wayne Thiebaud’s arttall, proud, yellower than the sunon a July day and so tart as to turn away the tongue and shrivel the teeth,nothing like a … Continue reading NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every day: Why I am Not a Piece of Cake

NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every Day: All Summer Long

Artwork by Jenn Zed via The Wombwell Rainbow All Summer Long Breaking the surface, we jettisonedourselves toward the skyBodies bound in summer’s long kissincandescent droplets falling fringefrom our sun bleached curlssliding smooth like your hand in mine down curves and angles to slip backin the gentle waves rippling out and out and outthrough generations of fallow fleshthat loved in this lake before usEach second lasting a lifetimeSo kindSo cruelSummer lovers still floating through timeand memory* I’m following several websites for poem prompts and decided on this artwork from The Wombwell Rainbow for inspiration today. I love the image and it … Continue reading NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every Day: All Summer Long