Roses & BonesMy gut said you were nonsense in your Porsche 911 and your place in Park Slope, cruising with sharks in butterflies clothesI’m a grown ass woman and I don’t follow no crowdI ain’t had a temper tantrum since … Continue reading NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every Day: Roses & Bones
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
You Have a Right to be HereWhen fires burnWhen streets are blocked by bodiesWhen universities ignore walls of hateWhen toxic voices call for deathI write of the sky, of the earth, of the seahow they persevere, how one needs the otherI write of cooperation, of empathyhow we are all human beings doing the best we canhow we can learn from each otherthrough communication & open mindsI retreat to poetryreading & writing what connects usrejecting what divides usThere’s too much hate in the world right nowI won’t participate, I won’t be influenced I’ll read & write poetryof humanness & leave harsh … Continue reading NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every Day: You Have a Right to be Here
The Ghost of the Future You are Frightened ofButt lower than knees, she satin a peeling adirondack chair on her new Granny’s porch having recently been spirited away from everything she knew and remembered.A mountain hovered before her,above the town,a single hulk reaching for sky, looking as lonely as she but,all these years later, she wondersif it only existed within her mindand the kidnappery of her childhood. Today’s poem written to today’s prompt from NaPoWriMo.net. I tried to use all the elements suggested including this artwork by Georgia O’Keefe, a lyric from this song by Stevie Nicks, and using a … Continue reading NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every Day: The Ghost of the Future You are Frightened of
Runaway MoneyIn her suitcase, a secretIt simmersin this just-in-case journeydown a dusty gravel road after the last straw was tornadoed away with constant interruptions & missing the point was thrown at her with mindless powerSeven miles worth of bubbling plans& blisters is worth every painfulstep even if her destination is a dump -She can clean she can rub everything shiny, new, & free It’s been a few years since I participated in NaPoWriMo so I thought I’d combine it with my Something Small, Every Day practice. Like my practice, it probably won’t be every day but we’ll see. I began … Continue reading NaPoWriMo & Something Small Every Day: Runaway Money
