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Category Archives: Poetry
Message in a Bottle
My messages in bottleshave dissolved to mushriding the wavesfor so many years Heartfelt poetryand crumpled pagesbecome mere litteremotional clutter Like plastic water bottlesclogging the oceans (Today’s prompt over at the April Poem-A-Day Challenge was a repeat of day 4. Fortunately, … Continue reading
Athazagoraphobia
I’m not bothered by snakes or spiders. I love climbing trees and exploring caves. Public speaking excites some minor anxiety but much less than an invitation to a party. No, I’m afraid of an empty inbox, of a phone that … Continue reading
What a Tree Can Do
I drown my breakfast pancakes in syrup but the dog still wants more lapping up the sweet Outside our window a maple grows bright with pride blushing her stately beauty from green to orange to red Waving in the breeze … Continue reading
Fraiku: Deadly Cute
Her bow leans a bitin the park she saw a mousetears a wound and rolls (For today’s prompt, write poem using at least three of the following six words: Bow, Lean, Park, Saw, Tear, Wound.) (Pictures of Janizona’s Spirit of … Continue reading
The Boy and The Anthill
I’ve been that little boywith a magnifying glasslooming over an anthillon a sunny afternoon. It was interesting, even comical,the way the ants ran from my heat rayand the ones who couldn’t find covercurled as they were incinerated. Notice my use … Continue reading
Impossible Whopper, No Onion, Heavy Pickle
I have a weekly audience with the Kingand I drive away with a burger without cow,enjoying both the flavor and textureof the patty — glad that a fellow mammaldid not die for my lunch. If I eat less beef, I … Continue reading
The Waltz
We’ve danced this dance before but I appreciate your enthusiasm when I ask and offer you my hand. We fit together like comfortable clothes. The music leads our heart though I still step on your feet more than either of … Continue reading
When the Bladder’s Afferent Signals Ascend the Spinal Cord an Hour before the Dawn
I find the restroom and not a moment too late but I must be in some Gothic institution a prison or asylum — the plumbing is exposed the fixtures made of dark heavy grained stone Spigots labelled with cryptic symbols … Continue reading
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Tagged bathroom, dream, glopowrimo, napowrimo, poem, Poem-A-Day, urination
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The Grasshoppers of a Mind
Thoughts like grasshoppers dance in a fallow field, never resting in one spot long enough to feed. I try to shepherd them and fail. My volition gusting in vain as some jump from my hair and others fly into my … Continue reading
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Tagged glopowrimo, grasshopper, meditation, napowrimo, poem, Poem-A-Day, thought
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