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”
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Golden Stars
Think, my love, of all the stars: a river of prose approaching the idea, slow motion behind the screen of leaves, I wish you grains of the golden sand to melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night– in any universe, you are my dark star you are theContinue reading “Golden Stars”
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”
April Buds
The morning chorus of birdsong greets me under a gray-cloaked sky.We sip coffee on the back porch in sweatshirts, hoods pulled tight around our faces as the first tentative raindrops scamper across the yard, blipping onto the peeling paint,spreading out into Rorschach blobs that test our springtime fortitude. I wrote this poem for this week’sContinue reading “April Buds”
Ocean Stranger
Ocean, you rippling stranger,carrying unknown danger to a land-locked wanderer like me.I could stare for hours in wonder at your hypnotic waves, skipping rocks across the smooth surface,investigating the mysteries left behind at low tide, plunging headfirst in abandon into seaweed, nearly caressing the curves of painted coral, dripping footprints on shell-crumbled sands, and dozingContinue reading “Ocean Stranger”
Cattail Dreams
Borrow the wind and toss its worries furrow under marshmallow clouds tomorrow daylight moves a mountain stow thoughts under nighttime’s shrouds Ride the wind through the cattails wayside thimbles lost to the blue guide the daydreamer we once knew night’s rich tide enveloping you I wrote this poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt fromContinue reading “Cattail Dreams”
Fishy Adventures
The horse trampled his water dish leaving beads of shimmering gems where shimmied the rainbow fish slithering through tall iris stems, making his way uphill: his wish to see his favored ocean chums he caught a ride on a floating dlish covered with sweet apple pie crumbs it flung him with a great swish acrossContinue reading “Fishy Adventures”
humility
it starts with the stillness: the hum of tepid breeze billowing in my core. then– rumbling eastward, curing strength in pillowed fists. glimpse lightning’s zigzag grip and sudden flip of tsunami clouds rolling on train whistles and thundering feet. bursts of light capture still frames: the twisting of limbs, the crumbling of earth, the darkeningContinue reading “humility”
Healing Wounds
sneaker squeaks linoleum floors distant beeps machine hums fear curtailed under bright lights wrapped in curtained walls bandages slowly counting steps counting days nature’s rest scar tissue’s perseverance heaven’s endurance existence fickle yet bolder striding near holding dear what wounds look like as they heal faith, friendship, love, hope This week’s Wea’ve Written Weekly promptContinue reading “Healing Wounds”
in the before and the after
time, for myself, is now bifurcated, cleaved around its natural disaster channeled endlessly, sometimes I hate it tunneled through disease: before and after I comb through the past but can’t reconcile before the hourglass flipped on its side, pooling in hollow in-between miles, pouring sand through fingers splayed, I reside on the other side, aContinue reading “in the before and the after”
Words and Coffee Writing 