Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: the green ones are strawberries, yearning, simplified, summer, breasts, at my worst, wearing his BAM gear, so luxurious, top ten reasons, [...]
One more poem of mine to finish up National Poetry Month Tonight you sit on the front steps facing south beckoning me with your dry lips your moist fingers. I [...]
This is a poem I wrote a few years back for my mother and her sisters. It's a bit of a ramble, but they all seemed to like it. My [...]
Continuing to celebrate poetry in April. . . One hundred dark-haired ladies in red silk kimonos twirl in the foggy sky between wakefulness and sleep, Swinging from each finger: one [...]
April is National Poetry Month! So here's one of my earlier pieces to celebrate the power of the Word. Words jingle in my ears like pennies in the pocket of [...]
Vivica and Nora from Next Door Written with my Thursday group with the prompts: well then, a most sarcastic talking man, coal and a thousand colored pencils, she was starving herself, [...]
Written with my Thursday group with a list of melodramatic prompts: in this economy, is this why fate brought us together?, there is no escape from destiny, that’s just what_______would have [...]
Written with my Thursday group with the prompts: hard to be human, when she refused him he. . ., the loneliness, run out of. . ., viscous, a large cat’s body [...]
Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: he spotted me, stronger investment, dangerous, everybody knows your name, raining each day, water gets hot, warning-this bag is not a toy, [...]
In celebration of the season, I bring you the re-publication of a favorite Valentine's Day, "isn't it romantic" tale. Enjoy! Miranda painted her face with forty-seven different shades of lipstick, [...]