Tempest
those unexpected summer stormsthey soak all those out and aboutclouds darken, build, a whirlwind formsthose unexpected summer stormslightning dancing beyond the normsit dazzles the sky as thunder shoutsthose unexpected summer stormsthey soak all those out and about I wrote this poem for Wea’ve Written Weekly, prompt #221. Selma asks us to do the following: Summer…
Keep readingNot Quite Write
a 10-hour drive, 3 kids in tow.paused; closed; blank exits all in a row countless pitstops, and lines so longdarned detours: what more could go wrong?but what can we say? c’est la vieon the journey: not quite expected;onward? trekking naturally,adventure: remembered magically I wrote this poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt #216, provided by…
Keep readingA Little Sunshine
Pull the tail of the slipknotand let the string unspool,its slim surface catching the breeze,like so many wordscalled across the riverside.Captured in sunlight,the waves ripple and shimmer,beckoning nearer,lifting to touch the strings of grass that dance along the shoreline. I find that I need structure, a little sunshine, and a good kick in the ass…
Keep readingTimeless
maybewe live on in dreamslegacy wound in memorybound with loveon the canvas of subconsciouscradled beyond our lifespantimeless I wrote this poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt #204. The prompt was provided by Lesley, who asked us to do the following: Write a Cameo poem—a tiny, distilled moment—on any theme you choose. Form Two weeks ago, we had…
Keep readingFalls/Hope/Water
shimmer in the cerulean holding out hopefor another day,another year,tomorrow yet again.the waterfall bubblesthe way of emotionsall churned up and twisted,boiled milk glazed over.the thin veil clouding the topof the hot chocolate mug,the froth that pools at the bottom,and the hope that congeals somewhere beneath the surface, tender and uncertain. It’s been a couple months…
Keep readingCaves and Mazes
stalagmite or stalactite–you remind me the differencewe traverse blunt rocks and dripping cold water, a dark and windy maze: one foot in front of the otherno road sign, but we trust each other I wrote this poem for the We’ave Written Weekly prompt #194, which was provided by Nolcha Fox. The prompt asks us to…
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