Lifting the smooth paddle skyward We dodge droplets and flow forward Frigid lake can’t suppress my grin Waves that buckle and bend with wind Lighthouse rises atop cliff peak Of storm-tossed ships its walls will speak Water rages, the bow ascends Waves that buckle and bend with wind I’m not typically drawn to poetry withContinue reading “Poem: Gichigami Song”
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#TankaTuesday Challenge 269 Tanka Prose
The chicken coop crafted from pallet boards and nails stands strong in our backyard through blizzards and at least one tornado. We watch the Ameraucana hens peck and prance through the dry grasses, looking forward to spring’s warm breath. Foreboding clouds swirl overhead with the threat of rain, and we spot the twist of suddenContinue reading “#TankaTuesday Challenge 269 Tanka Prose”
Learning to Let Go
My husband and I loaded the kids, the dog, and everything else we needed for a couple days on the road into the car late Friday morning. He’d already been into work earlier that morning, into which time I’d tried to force an entire day’s worth of grading, emailing, and student meetings while our threeContinue reading “Learning to Let Go”
Poem: Steady
pose beneath waterfall’s froth and foam like in our honeymoon pictures speak with your body and mine the spray blots out your words catch me when I fall skip, crouch, then leap over rocks to the end
#TankaTuesday Challenge 268 “Tangerine”
elastic orange sun tugged over fading frame reflection on glass pane gray memories I gave #TankaTuesday on the Word Craft Poetry blog another try for this week’s #TasteTheRainbow challenge. Today was my first attempt at writing an Abhanga, which is a very beautiful form that I will likely try again! I also tried to incorporateContinue reading “#TankaTuesday Challenge 268 “Tangerine””
Poem: Freeing
out west we follow buffalo over rocky hill crests open prairie echo hammering in our chests
Anatomy of a Poem
I have completely abandoned all hope of publishing my fiction and have switched solely to poetry. April Fools! Ha. Ha. You are probably grimacing. I am, too. I don’t really understand this holiday. It’s my sister’s birthday, though, which made for some admittedly amazing pranks growing up. I do want to focus a bit moreContinue reading “Anatomy of a Poem”
Poem: Fool’s Spring
We tire of dragging gloves over palms, zipping coats against chilled limbs. We pull platitudes from winter’s waste, from under mounds of fading snow willful still in shadowy pockets, in culverts and crevices, fading into muddy memory. We long for warmth breaths under blooming branches, long evenings dallying on back porches, spring-like sun to meltContinue reading “Poem: Fool’s Spring”
#TankaTuesday Challenge 251
low clouds cling and I climb uphill alongside trees and leftover leaves farther than the day before past footprints I placed in mud I decided to try the #TankaTuesday challenge on the Word Craft Poetry blog for the first time this week. Let’s see how it goes! Here is the link back to the challenge.
Poem: Cirrocumulus
the sky stutters like our song melody melding into drums that tap-tap-tap the needle missing every other note clouds fade into radio static
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