Here's a fun, spring-time poem to finish up National Poetry Month. Think about the sky.It’s a new blue tableclothand a big hipped womanhas carelessly dribbledgobs of whipped creamall over it.There she has set downan orange bowl.Smell cinnamon and corianderas you scoopspicy carrotsand squash from the bowlto your mouth.Bite into a raw cucumberto cool the fiery … Continue reading How to Find the Muse
Written with the prompts: this will be a difficult journey, you will have all the time you need, never questioned, don’t say anything, learn to__, open the box, what if I don’t, Emily does her best, making lists, Denise, like Sally It was Grandmother Sally who taught Denise and Emily to sit up all night … Continue reading Full Moon Ritual
Jason came up out of the subway on Tuesday when there was a break in the storm to busk in the space between the Dunkin’ Donuts and the bus stop. He came equipped with a borrowed guitar, his own harmonica, and a smashed brown fedora he’d owned for decades. He called it his magic hat: … Continue reading Morning Song
Hey, it's National Poetry Month, so I've decided to post a few poems this April. It's been fun for me to look back over my decades-long collection of poems to find a few that will be just right for this moment in time. None of those wild, whiny, passionate unrequited love poems I seemed prone … Continue reading How to Find the Muse
Admittedly I wrote this just to get my writer friends to laugh. Hope you like it too. Written with the prompts: please miss me, man named Stephen, eternal spring, press on, family tree, did the love live?, pie dough apple sauce, this is where, Buddhist cat, one minute prayer, then the wolves came, clap on clap … Continue reading A Man Named Stephen
