Memory Book

kept quiet, curiously, captured keepsakes penned in calendars, caught treasures hum calming melody, cautiously curating memories, amid muffled composition: our concordant calming chorus The Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt this week is from David himself over at the Skeptic’s Kaddish. He asks poets to do the following: It’s one of those weeks where I’m still playingContinue reading “Memory Book”

In Between & Beyond

Frantic moments captured on screen, April reads memories to me. Looking back, shadow-covered sheen: that year breeds vortices I see. The truth lies beyond the shadows, graying echoes lead home to show: branches bow the way the wind blows, bend underneath life’s tome, and grow. This week’s Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt at the Skeptic’s KaddishContinue reading “In Between & Beyond”

Floodwaters

Well, that escalated quickly. I intended to write more innocently about the river flooding happening near our home, but this definitely turned into something more. I composed this Symetrelle poem for the We’ave Written Weekly prompt at the Skeptic’s Kaddish. This week’s prompt is from Jane, who asks us to do the following: I believeContinue reading “Floodwaters”

Morning Mourning

Dawn greets the moon in mourning as her stubborn beauty fades again. This week’s Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt comes from Aishwarya and is as follows: I enjoy reading limericks, though I haven’t written many of them. I’ve never written an American Sentence before, so I thought I’d give it a try for the prompt. IContinue reading “Morning Mourning”

Inner Peace

Hope is the imprints of boots in mud after winter too long. Hope is a song whispered among friends, and around hospital beds, flowing up to the clouds overhead. Hope is the shrill of laughter, the welcome collapse after the longest day spent away. Hope is a prayer, a dare, the people who care, andContinue reading “Inner Peace”

Lighthouse Keeper’s Song

under the echoes of birdsong, the waves serenade the rocks meeting together, crashing gong, sky and water: earth’s paradox the waves serenade the rocks from the cliffs of this lonely isle sky and water: earth’s paradox will you stay here with me for a while? from the cliffs of this lonely isle, we surrender allContinue reading “Lighthouse Keeper’s Song”

Ode to Winter Sniffles

Patterned square of softest cloth, trimmed in lace with shimmering red and amber spirals gently wroth with sewing machine-care, I dread to leave your side. I need to sing you my worries in off-key tune, to trace the glittered bling as we share a dance beneath the moon. Your thin fabric, the luminescent eye intoContinue reading “Ode to Winter Sniffles”

Caffeine Courier

From my mahogany home, I watch you type, dragging words through sinuous steam. You cradle caffeine close, your keyboard closer, taking care not to spill– indulgence lets the world still. The Wea’ve Written Weekly challenge this week is from our host David at the Skeptic’s Kaddish. He asks us to do the following: Any ofContinue reading “Caffeine Courier”

A Cure for Worries

Selma leads this week’s prompt for Wea’ve Written Weekly at the Skeptic’s Kaddish. Here are the rules she’s put forth, and my prose poem follows below. Rules New Cure for Worry! In breaking news, we’ve found the aid! Not a pill or a silly band-aid! A real miracle elixir to transport the mind to aContinue reading “A Cure for Worries”

Fool’s Spring

Stillness settled over the cornfields like a premonition. Crusted remnants of snow croaked under our footfalls as charcoal clouds hovered menacingly in the western horizon. Meteorologists paraded fear and radar images; school administrators called emergency meetings, and local businesses flipped their signs to “closed”. tree branches quake now the earth blanketed below two fresh feetContinue reading “Fool’s Spring”