Tropical Wave Late summer. Still, stagnant, a pond surface slick with algae. Hot air, stale breath. Down in the depths something stirs from sleep. Lethargy levitates, collides with wind. A vortex is spawned, wilder than a drunken dragon. *** Prompt via napowrimo.net: This is a catch-up post from the prompt for 4/12/17: Write a poem that explicitly incorporates alliteration and assonance. Continue reading Napowrimo: Tropical Wave
Kylie Jenner glitters and glows wielding a pepsi steps on our toes *** Prompt via NaPoWriMo.net: Write a clerihew, a four line biographical poem that satirizes a famous person. Due to extreme busyness, I missed two days of poem-writing. I hope to catch up sometime during the month. Happy writing! Continue reading NaPoWriMo 14/30: Clueless x 2
I only missed you once, when the kettle boiled and I burned my finger in the steam, you weren’t there to get an ice cube or pour my cup of tea. The empty space is crowded. It’s a lie I tell myself, not in the dead of night, but in the bright white glare of every day since you left. Your empty shoes sit by the back door waiting for the snugness of your toes. I’ve come to realize you walk a trail now I might never find. The empty space is crowded. When I walk the back garden where … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 11/30: Fingers & Toes
Hope Redux Light shakes its starry head, turns to the angel’s eye. Many live in the motion that has just been born. The singular in ourselves refutes death, invents all we know of one another. *** This is a found poem created from the poem “Hope” by Lisel Mueller which I heard recently on The Writers Almanac. Continue reading Napowrimo 10/30: Hope Redux
Open Two Ways A house key lies behind the two-for-one drink special sign between the two of them, glowing in the candlelight, a welcome for lonely hearts or a question mark leaving the gate open for escape. *** No prompt today, just imagination. Happy writing! Continue reading NaPoWriMo 9/30: Open Two Ways
Stir the Roux When we’ve finished, I’ll turn off the quiet with the music of pot and spoon, metal on metal as flesh on flesh. Stir the roux. Whole peppers, onions, celery stalks I’ll chop into bits of Holy Trinity, the colors of contentment. Stir the Roux. You will be in that space between awareness and drift, the salt of your sweat settling into your skin. Stir the roux. As the gumbo simmers, we’ll watch the earth absorb the sun and the stars will mirror our eyes. Stir the roux. *** Prompt via NaPoWriMo.net: Write a poem using repetition. I … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 8/30: Stir the Roux
Six Views of the Bamboo (After Wallace Stevens) I. The gardner marvels at baby shoots as big as her arm. II. The naturalist enjoys the strength of the canes in the wind. III. The environmentalist appreciates its sustainability. IV. The squirrel is thankful for its nest-baring branches. V. The bird surveys the world from its sky-high peaks. VI. The bamboo sways and sighs. The bamboo just is. *** Prompt via napowrimo.net – “write a poem that looks at the same thing from various points of view.” Continue reading NaPoWriMo 6/30: Six Views of the Bamboo
Todays prompt on napowrimo.net is to write a poem inspired by, or in the form of, a recipe. I’ve been on a quest for quite a while for the perfect blueberry scone recipe. My local coffee shop has the best I’ve ever tasted and I’m determined to make a scone that compares. So far, I think I’ve tried three different recipes with the last one from NYT Food being the closest. So, here’s my little poem about the blueberry scone. (Again, rough draft.) Blueberry Scones I introduced you to blueberry scones, the taste of sunny butter with a pop of … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2/30: Blueberry Scones
Instead of using the prompt from namowrimo.net today, I ended up writing what I thought would be a poem about nature. Actually, it is about nature, but the human kind. I don’t generally write protest poetry – and many will say this is not but I prefer subtlety over lambast. Anyway. Here it is via a photo of my notebook. (This is a very rough draft.) Continue reading NaPoWriMo 1/30: Air
On Wednesdays at 6:00 pm Poet Fida Islaih facilitates a chat for poets called #PoetteerChat on Twitter. I’ve been participating for a couple of months and have enjoyed chatting and getting to know other poets. Two weeks ago Fida had poet Nicole Gilotta, author of Eat This Poem, as a guest on the chat. (Transcript here.) I thoroughly enjoyed hearing about her book and the inspiration for writing it, so much so that I invited the other participants to join me in writing a collaborative poem about food. I’d always wanted to do a collaborative poem and the subject piqued … Continue reading Writing With Poet Fida Islaih
