Love, Our Subject
A story poem I wrote a long time ago. #NationalPoetryMonth Love, Our Subject In the multitude of cells now stretching and dividing In my womb I carry the genetic memories [...]
A story poem I wrote a long time ago. #NationalPoetryMonth Love, Our Subject In the multitude of cells now stretching and dividing In my womb I carry the genetic memories [...]
I wrote this poem nearly forty years ago, give or take a decade. But it's April, National Poetry Month, and I thought I'd drag out a few old favorites of [...]
Welcome to April! It’s National Poetry Month! I started writing poetry nearly fifty years ago, when I was in college. I started getting published when I was in my 20s, [...]
In the crowded jumble of black and khaki-colored jackets and coats, olive green knit caps and brown gloves, Nick’s eyes were drawn to a woman in a royal blue trench [...]
Written with the prompts: head bowed in silence, is that all there is?, hear that?, a couple walking into the fog, yangy tangy, one good reason, tired of using words [...]
For Saint Patrick’s Day, I thought I would share a reprint of a favorite post, relating a bit of Irish history (sometimes called mythology). This poem tells the story of [...]
Written with the prompts: she could see no one, Mother’s Rest, Oklahoma, power, read books real hard, you smell terrible, to this day, where’s Bill, what about the body?, a [...]
(with thanks to Paul Simon on Brigid’s midwinter feast day) The prompt was to write a poem inspired by a song, and so I did. Midway between the winter solstice [...]
Written with the prompts: a former student, who is the dreamer and where is the dream, a quick call, a red balloon landed next to him, a river, lived a [...]
Written with my the prompts: talker, best kept secret, last night I dreamed, reference to the front, the king’s dogs, has less to do with pain, the fence is not [...]