wintry limbs tremble under nature’s gray blanket coating thick like wool foamy froth that climbs our knees ice that bends and shimmers trees On this chilly winter day, I’m happy to celebrate another publication! My short story “An Unlikely Ally” is in Wildfire Magazine’s newest issue, Identify & Aftermath, which was released yesterday in digitalContinue reading “Winter’s Beauty (& New Published Story!)”
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Wintertime Play
sled’s rivulet trail skips tiptoes trips snowy boot pad slide opens fresher atoms slide repeats slide We received quite the interesting winter weather this week, so that was immediately where my mind was drawn with this week’s Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt. David provided the prompt poem this week as well as the guidelines: This wasContinue reading “Wintertime Play”
March 13th, 2020
Friday the 13th: the last day of school indefinitely unexpectedly cruel TV projects lines wrapping around stores packed hospital halls teary news anchors the wind whistles fiercely tearing the house siding shaking our normalcy crushing and dividing This week’s Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt was another fun one! Here is Britta’s prompt poem and her guidelines:Continue reading “March 13th, 2020”
Nature’s Puzzles
conjure clouds maybe beyond the cerulean anagram above bovine-printed fields fielding secrets in blossom, sometimes in hay harmony ringing in gardens mother gathered herding nature’s game This week’s Wea’ve Written Weekly reminded me of puzzles, so they appeared in my poetry. This week’s prompt is from Aishwarya Kannan, and here are her guidelines for theContinue reading “Nature’s Puzzles”
Soil under Shadow
This evening, I’m attempting to write a blitz poem for Wea’ve Written Weekly at the Skeptic’s Kaddish. Here is the week’s prompt poem from Murisopsis, and here is the prompt: Write a “blitz” poem that includes something about a mouse or mice. Blitz poems are very repetitive in a way that I don’t find particularly euphonious, butContinue reading “Soil under Shadow”
Loose Teeth
Branches drag water pull trunk taunt from the shoreline to taste the current, form unimagined ripples, yet never sever their roots. Lately, my husband and I have been thinking of ways to help our 3rd grader express his emotions. At school this year, he has had difficulty handling any reprimands from his teacher and eitherContinue reading “Loose Teeth”
What Frost Left Out
The less-taken trail houses weird wonders and wandering questions. The path unfurls without guidance: untraversed, untold, and unpaved. No footprints line the sand, only solitude and tranquility, the tranquility only found in solitude, on tomorrow’s autumn road. “The Road Not Taken” is still a favorite of mine, and why not? Is there an English teacherContinue reading “What Frost Left Out”
Transfiguration
Maybe you can’t carry the moon, capture it like you do so many fading sunsets, place them in your pocket with cloudy bits dryer lint, prod them across your monitor. Maybe moonglow is the broken hourglass you cup with greedy hands, scrambling to capture the grains of sand under Chronos’ unyielding gaze. Or it’s theContinue reading “Transfiguration”
November Dust
Nods of winter’s solitude Obscure forgotten month Vulnerable bare-limbed trees Ethereal toasted leaves Milky tea sky overhead Brown discarded fields Eternal dust of fate Remembrance of oblivion Poor bleak little November. I wrote this acrostic poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly challenge at the Skeptic’s Kaddish. Paula Light wrote a lovely October prompt poem entitledContinue reading “November Dust”
Autumn Calling
1 Shuffling feet brush tawny needles across the path, scattering their fragile splayed fingers. 2 Sunlight ripples through emptying branches, forming breezy bridges of shadows. 3 Wind carries songs of harvest, the taste of damp, and the crushing pressure of lost time. 4 Yellow leaves catch on the clasp of your coat, crunch under yourContinue reading “Autumn Calling”
Words and Coffee Writing 