Tag: Poem

Potatoes – A Quadrille

I expected to find Mom in the living room, smoking a cigarette and watching TV. Instead, she was in the kitchen peeling potatoes. I paused to watch her pull the paring knife toward her with each peel, like she’d done a thousand times before. _______________________________________...

Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #8

I can’t believe it’s time for paint chip prompt #8. Of course, I can’t believe it’s almost the end of February either. Where does the time go? Perhaps in a parallel universe it doesn’t fly by so quickly. Which brings me to today’s prompt. I’d...

I Sing a Song of Love

The seeds of a poem were planted during a Zoom call with my Author Access group. I love this group. Technically it’s just a group of students in an author marketing course run by Alice Crider. But it’s become so much more. The members of...

Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #7 for My Valentine

It’s week 7 of the Paint Chip Poetry Prompt and it’s Valentine’s Day. I’m tickled that there are some Valentine’s appropriate words in the mix, and they do say home is where the heart is. So be a dear and play along. It would make...

Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #6

There is much debate over how many repetitions of an action are required for it to become a habit. But apparently 5 weekly repetitions of writing a poetry prompt are almost not enough. My previous poetry prompts were all written by the Wednesday before the...

Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #5

I can’t believe it’s week five of my Paint Chip Poetry Prompt. Only 47 more to go after this one. That’s assuming I can manage to stick with it all year long. Participation hasn’t been as robust as I had hoped, but there have been...

Wandering in Fear

Forty years in the wilderness Should have been forty days But for fear Fear is a liar It traps us in the wilds Wandering without hope Not realizing fear itself Is the only thing we need fear Listen to courage Enter your promised land ________________________________...

Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #4

It’s now week #4 of my Paint Chip Poetry Prompt and this week we’re daydreaming . . . again. Isn’t that what poetry writing is all about? Daydreaming? I’m daydreaming that 10 people are going to read the prompt and be inspired to write something...