Oh say, can you see
Oh say, can you see over here, look at me. I’m a flag at half-mast, a broadcast, a warning, mourning every morning, noon, and night. Rights, wrongs, and songs for the dead play in your head as I sag...
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I believe you, she said, and in that moment the universe stretched, atoms rearranging, exhaling open spaces just for me, breathing room. It’s amazing just how long I went without speaking a word of...
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Breathe
Day 3. Prompt: Write a triangle poem. A simple triangle showed me the light, refracting into rainbows as Pink Floyd sweetly reminded me to breathe, and I learned that I was welcome in the dark.
View ArticleWhosoever said nothing
Day 4. Prompt: Title your poem Whosoever (blank). Then fill in the blank. Whosoever said nothing… When we told you what happened, what was done against our will… When you saw it for yourselves, and...
View ArticleDogs at the end of the world
Day 5. Prompt: write a self-destruct poem. My dogs don’t care about the tweets. Instead they sleep, the warmth of their soft bodies curled and coiled or stretched into impossibly long lines, heads...
View ArticleIn praise
Day 6. Prompt: write a praise poem In praise of sunny days the scent of lavender growing leggy in the field Accolades for coffee cups containing notes of chocolate brimming with elixir Glory to the...
View ArticleTwo-for-Tuesday
Day 7. Two-for-Tuesday prompt: 1. Write a days of the week poem, 2. Write a days of the weak poem. I wrote three. Each day is a gift Sunday was topped with a bow shiny silver paper inviting reflection...
View ArticleThe puppy got my kaleidoscope
Day 8. Prompt: write a poem about a thing – a thing poem I wanted to try a triolet, what a fun thing to do! The puppy got my kaleidoscope It’s damaged but it kept its views It speaks to me of...
View ArticleWhat if I didn’t?
Day 9. Prompt: Title your poem (blank) if (blank). Then fill in the blanks – an IF poem. Because I am a dreamer I like to think about what ifs but what if I didn’t? Bonus poem: I wonder if you know...
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Day 10. Prompt: write a going somewhere poem. Galloping, galloping faster than the wind I rode my dapple-grey (although some days she was brown) across golden fields and through thick forests, my face...
View Articlejust my luck and other unlucky poems
Day 11. Prompt: write an unlucky poem. My add: or three… just my luck I shouldn’t joke about ladders and broken mirrors I’m fairly certain it’s been more than seven years On being careful We say be...
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Day 12. Prompt: write a transformation poem. I’m covered in hidden fingerprints the kind hot showers can’t wash off although I still try after all these years sometimes. They lie in inky layers...
View ArticleEmerald City / Albuquerque
Day 13. Prompt: pick a city and make that the title of your poem; then, write your poem. I wrote two again today. Emerald City Down in Emerald City without the ruby red shoes does one get the greens,...
View ArticleHis and hers: a crime in two parts
Day 14. For today’s Two-for-Tuesday prompt: Write a sonnet or other traditional form poem. I specifically mention the sonnet, because it’s day 14 and the sonnet traditionally has 14 lines. But any...
View ArticleStranger in a strange land
Day 15. Prompt: write a Stranger (blank) poem. This place was always here perhaps, floating underneath my feet, suspended in my own disbelief beneath a thin brown layer of dirt, (the earth that I...
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Day 16. Prompt: write a poem to the world. Before we make our way to work today all double-coffee droop-body slack-jawed before it’s outlawed let’s play hooky maybe read books Netflix and chill chill...
View ArticleLost for words and other poems
Day 17. Prompt: write a “what I meant to say” poem. I’ve got three. Lost for words I remember when I found my voice just lying around untouched like it had always been there even though I’d looked a...
View ArticleArchie Bunker’s lament
Day 18. Prompt: write a good for nothing poem Ah those good old days of Archie Bunker’s lament, when we all knew our places, the (cis white) men wore the pants, and everyone else just had to pretend...
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Day 19. Prompt: write an abundance poem. Sunday is fat and happy, watching the dogs play in between pages turning, touchdowns and lie-downs. When you ask about errands, she yawns on the couch, still...
View ArticleMind the gap / Rescue work
Day 20. Prompt: write a “what I learned” poem. Or two… Mind the gap The difference between what I’ve learned and what I actually do is a chasm wide as oceans and mountains-tall. Rescue work My t-shirt...
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