Take the trail that’sRarely comfortableA meandering footpathNewly discoverable Soon we’re lostFollowing the tangibleOr we’re trail-crossedRambling irrefragable Make a choice firstAnd commit to inevitableTangling words cursedInside poetry infrangibleOpen the world’s thirstNoble and intangible I wrote this poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt #156. This week’s prompt is from Carol Anne, who asks us to doContinue reading “Tour Guide”
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The Pinecone’s Story
This bench holds yesterday’s stories, and tomorrow’s unspoken truths.I guard it like a sentry, the protector of the youth. I’ve watched this waterfall splashand splatter every single day; I’ve winked at illegal skateboarders,smiled at children who skip and play. I cast freckled shadows across the groundand let myself dance within the breeze,when I finally landContinue reading “The Pinecone’s Story”
Contentment is a forested path
Contentment is a forested path,its exposed roots grounding my soul,its slivered sunlight pointing home.Onward is the way we’ll roll,the evergreen boughs painting peace,and us ensconced in cozy fleece.The pathway ripples with leftover leaves,the comfort of dirt packed under feet,the rest after journey, a welcome night’s sleep. I wrote this poem for the Wea’ve Written WeeklyContinue reading “Contentment is a forested path”
Under the Sky
Bubbles floating freely up to the sky, memories spiraling gently under the sky.Chilly morning calm breaks into sun’s delight,as cumulus, cotton-ball clouds play in the sky.Warmth hovers in the atmosphere, its glowing love,as cerulean calm paints its melody on the sky. Daylight in dance, a playful canvas for loved ones:a home for buzzing bees andContinue reading “Under the Sky”
Detour
under roads divided by the snow, goslow and take caution with control– noI haven’t seen them in a while, child,but I’ve heard their haunting song, alongthe banks of the massive river,silver slivers of shadows in the fog,smogwears a different face here,feardoesn’t hold its tongue. I wrote this poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt #145.Continue reading “Detour”
Picnic Mediation
in the shadow of our backyard, family surgedin the shadow of trees, a picnic emergedin the shadow of the playset, children snickeredin the shadow of late afternoon, the daylight glittered in the shadow of the unknown, we exchange glancesin the shadow of smoke, fire dancesin the shadow of fear, hope still catches I wrote thisContinue reading “Picnic Mediation”
Winter’s Hope
the wintry world bathesin cold sunlight for mere hoursbefore evening’s shadows overtake–the wind spiraling snowflakesacross county roadslike the veils of ghost brides,howling like the lover lost,the tire tracks fadingthe farther we part from humanityleaving streetlights in the rearviewuntil the morning’s brilliance scours the pavement clean, and we can breathe Hi, all! I am honored toContinue reading “Winter’s Hope”
Slip-Slide Time
crossing snowy icewithout worry for the pathsun slip-slides onwardsignatures painted on icedesigns lingering in time I wrote this poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt #141 at the Skeptic’s Kaddish. This week’s prompt comes from Suzanne, who asks write a poem with the following criteria: Taking advantage of one of the few years where we’veContinue reading “Slip-Slide Time”
Where the Seven Rivers Meet
this city that knit our hearts togetherrippling under a setting sunof Kool-Aid colored yarns and heathersthe rivers weaving together to oneunder sunlight’s gaze we’ll stay a whilecatching memories in butterfly netsbasking in nature’s soothing smileany worries this place will surely forgetwe’ll sing the scores of the bluff and rivers, the hidden alleys and burnished brick,cozyContinue reading “Where the Seven Rivers Meet”
Free Ride
one,two, three:count us in,we are home free!we’ll search abovegroundand underneath the sea,navigating dark trenchesand the aurora’s vibrant wings,riding water vapor, listening…”one, two, three: count us in, we are home free!” I wrote this poem for the We’ave Written Weekly prompt #135 at the Skeptic’s Kaddish. This week’s prompt was provided by Sarah Whiley, who asksContinue reading “Free Ride”
Words and Coffee Writing 