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
A Hundred Kinds of Flowers: A CentoBreak open and never close again.Every morning I want tokneel down, still in love with life, the pieceof God that is insideof each of us.I don’t know exactly whata prayer is, I do know … Continue reading NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every Day: A Hundred Kinds of Flowers
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
a secret closedin a swampsmearedoff the mapnever to returnmistakes survivedhurricanesbegan to diestill true Erasure poem created from the essay “Don’t Bleed on the Artwork: Notes from the Afterlife” by Wendy Brennen in Oxford American, Spring 2024. I took a few … Continue reading NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every Day: Down the Bayou
Baby girlMake smoke of marbleChampagne of lifeLet laughing dance toWomanly likes It’s day 12 of NaPoWriMo & I visited the online Magnetic Poetry Kit. Not bad advice, huh? My “Something Small, Every Day (or so)” series is inspired by Austin Kleon’s piece here where he says, “Building a body of work (or a life) is all about the slow accumulation of a day’s worth of effort over time.” Continue reading NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every Day: A Quick & Dirty Ditty
Reunion DanceI got a room at the top of the world tonight,on a sultry Summer night I drive into town.Where neon flashes & voices are brightin barrooms & nightclubs, a chaotic sightin kaleidoscope movement my body drowns.I got a room … Continue reading NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every Day: Reunion Dance
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
White Dove & Dancing BearAbove the Ferris wheel, a kaleidoscopeAt the edge of the planet, a kaleidoscope On a soft Southern nightOur eyes like stars in a kaleidoscope Our hands, our hearts tumbledand grew, colorful as a kaleidoscope Through hard … Continue reading NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every Day: White Dove & Dancing Bear
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
Cessation Summary the girl began scraping offdistressclawing it with bare fingerssteelbladeblood combinedvia passage light travelsleapsbounceseyes praise honeythis coat so privateamplifiedto rise above Off prompt today. Erasure poem created from the essay “New Technologies of Reading” by Angela Woodward in 2017 Pushcart Prize XLI anthology. My “Something Small, Every Day (or so)” series is inspired by Austin Kleon’s piece here where he says, “Building a body of work (or a life) is all about the slow accumulation of a day’s worth of effort over time.” Continue reading NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every day: Cessation Summary
