Spring Poems II; In Which I Make Too Many Paper Metaphors

FORGOTTEN POETRY FOUND IN JOURNALS Funny how it could have been written yesterday: Crossed-legged Elbows resting on the sides of the tub Head hanging down In the stocks Punishing myself for being sad without reason Waiting for it to pass ..... SITTING IN BED WRITING BEFORE YOU CAME IN AND SAID: I sit in bed [...]

Writing Challenge Week 1

Monday: Write a poem/story/list/sentence about what you miss during the winter months. WILDFLOWER GIRLS AND TRAPPED DRESSES - summer dresses, folded small and forlorn from distant memory and cold storage they beg to be worn stuffed crudely in plastic bins with lids shut tight missing the feel of a body's curves in the sun's warm light ... winter's cruel lack of radiance causes bleak and [...]

I Create, Therefore I Am; Why My Year of Beauty was a Bust and How Creativity Will be Better.

It is no secret that I love a good yearly theme. I’ve said that before, but it bears repeating. My themes usually just apply to my reading for that year, but have now morphed into all aspects of life. 2016 was the year of feminism. 2017 was the year of diversity. 2018 was the year [...]

Fall Poems II

HAPPY BASKET HAIKU Notes in a basket paper memories recall the best of this life ..... MEETING MYSELF I am not the girl I used to be But who is this stronger, happier me I don’t know quite yet; this person’s brand new Better acquaint myself quick, before this identity’s gone too ..... GIVE ME [...]

Attending My First Poetry Reading; A Love Letter to Rupi Kaur

Attending My First Poetry Reading; A Love Letter to Rupi Kaur

With my poetry love affair being the main point of this blog, it may come as a surprise to readers that I had never been to a poetry reading prior to blogging about poetry. Poetry found me in print, and that was how I absorbed it for a long time. After years between the pages, a world [...]