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”

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”

Weighted Paths

Yesterdays coat my boots their pathways overflowing their messages grayed out now under futures still unknowing we’ve taken what’s best ~and we’re weightless as our footsteps~ pressing forward into darkness indecision spikes like pebbles underfoot, but we’ll float home with stars in our eyes and daydreams in our pockets This week’s Wea’ve Written Weekly promptContinue reading “Weighted Paths”

Unbroken awe

pour unbridled love for sun and sky, for earth and flying ducks and chiseled rocks, for friends whose hearts spill stories and spell a place for you always, for a moon that glistens overhead, soothing lost and unknown under a shared glow that bridges hope with all we know in our unbroken awe Though todayContinue reading “Unbroken awe”

cloud glaze

under winter’s coat hide grasses undeserving of their wilt and fade, hibernating with the bears and snakes, braking time from locomotive summer days. sunset’s ribbon grinds across an unrepentant sky to whispers of cloud glaze: would a half-hearted sun care to halt? The Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt this week was from Angela Wilson, who asksContinue reading “cloud glaze”

Sunset Dance

evergreen sunset painting lessons on flawed palms tempered emotions guiding moments from my past softly teaching me to dance I’ve been thinking a lot about how we choose to spend our time or how we prioritize our time. A friend who recently returned from visiting family in India said that in some parts of theContinue reading “Sunset Dance”

winter stillness

nature’s sedative the crisp rime that brines stillness ice that pricks with sound like a deer’s ears to footsteps remnants of tranquility This week has been another frigid one! Driving to work yesterday, I watched the thermometer plummet all the to -26 degrees Fahrenheit before creeping back up to hover around -16 when I arrivedContinue reading “winter stillness”

innominate

intensify steel volume under roaring echoes memories still cradled there buried in the snowdrifts This week’s prompt for Wea’ve Written Weekly was really intriguing! You can check it out in more detail here, but Denise was our Poet of the Week (selected by yours truly for her beautiful poem “Generation Gap”). She wanted us toContinue reading “innominate”

Sunrise effervescence

bubbles carry dream’s unending halls and unanswered phone calls into reality’s bedroom walls waking those from scenes with eyes that hawk but minds that baulk nothing gained from dreams unnamed maybe my soul’s untamed dreamed up this test by the one who confessed that too much love in my heart brought the cancer to myContinue reading “Sunrise effervescence”