If “incompetent” were a person’s face,his would fit the dictionary’s place:A walking, talking complete disaster,a lunatic, clown, and flailing disgrace.Pulling the circus strings, this ringmaster:the opposite of an intelligent forecaster,whining like a toddler and making up lies,his head is an empty soda canister.Everyone blocks out his obnoxious cries,except for the ones with planks in theirContinue reading “Disgruntled”
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Caffeinated Chipmunk
Hints of nutmeg and chocolate whisper across the room, warming up the morning gloom, wafting slowly, the aromas bloom. The cup I poured casts a satisfying warmth,the delectable mocha I adore.Eyes closed with expectation,a mug wrapped in anticipation.Then, my joy crushed by squealing surprise: a critter slurps the treat before my eyes! Note: image isContinue reading “Caffeinated Chipmunk”
Waterways
skip and scurryacross the pathwayslike field mice,searching for the next hideaway,a close and comforting space,a dock’s safe slip of grace These summer days go so quickly! Sometimes I feel like the field mouse I saw racing across the road on our drive to summer school this morning. His little back legs were spinning like tinyContinue reading “Waterways”
After-Shock
She’s nobody’s foolto think she deserved some reprievefrom these headwinds and chaos,the tumultuous dayswhen she was caught up in the storm.Now, she spins circles,finds the air is still loadedwith the damp heaviness that forbodes a second storm. I wrote this poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt #165, which was provided this week by BobContinue reading “After-Shock”
Inbox Error Message
click and deletethe answer’s hidden in the inkclick and deletea memory today I seekforgotten roses faded pinkthe slushy ice around the rinkthe treasures tucked under the sinkclick and delete I attempted my first Rondelet for the Wea’ve Written Weekly challenge. This week, the prompt was provided by Lady Lee, who asks us to do theContinue reading “Inbox Error Message”
Glacial Wonders
They call them “glacial potholes”.I wonder, why not something more majestic?not something I giggle over –as if we need more potholes in Wisconsin–but true to their ancient legacy,from when glaciers concealed this place, and then, further back to when thick lava oozed to form these warbly basalt cragsthat hid beneath the sand and ice thatContinue reading “Glacial Wonders”
Love vs. Hate
It starts as a trickling streamflooding into a swampy mirehatred thick with lava firegrowing turmoil in the unseenflooding into a swampy mireit starts as a trickling streamIt starts a whisper of songa hopeful, budding melodylove’s verses growing freeat the chorus, we join alonga hopeful, budding melodyit starts as a whisper of song I wrote thisContinue reading “Love vs. Hate”
Silence Bookended
glimmering skylinegrassy lakeside reflectionssilence bookended This was my favorite photo that I captured of our two youngest sons relaxing on a blanket while watching the city fireworks last weekend. They sat in awe, taking everything in, from the little girl sitting behind us with her family who offered them glowsticks before the display began toContinue reading “Silence Bookended”
Zigzag
We’re tracing our handprintsin sand, pulling feet from concrete footprints.We’re slipping through the silt, plunging headstrongthrough the river.We’re foraging through moss and leaves, forming futures in the foliage.We’re embers of yesterday’s memories, tracing our handprints in sand. I’ve written this poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt at the Skeptic’s Kaddish; this week’s prompt wasContinue reading “Zigzag”
Taproots
Burrowed underthe surface,secreted shadowsthat swirl sandand flooded landwith God’s hand.I’ll masquerade as a poeta little longer,learning to findmyself beneath my words, expose my owntaproots. Shortly into remission from stage three cancer, I was joking with my primary care physician: “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, right?” “Well,” she said, surprisingly hesitant. “It makes youContinue reading “Taproots”
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