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”
Tag Archives: Poetry
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”
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”
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”
Street Cacophony
technicolor lights brilliantly sear the night sky street cacophony threaded cable vines that sway above our concrete jungle This week’s Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt at the Skeptic’s Kaddish asks us to reflect on urban landscapes. Thanks to Jaideep for providing this week’s prompt, which is as follows: I don’t often find myself in large cities.Continue reading “Street Cacophony”
Words and Coffee Writing 