September 13, 2017 Stillborn One of my nieces asked me to write a poem for her good friend who had a miscarriage at 35 weeks. She knows that I’ve had a miscarriage and write poetry, and she said all the ones she could find in cards or online were... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 40
September 12, 2017 Free Time What do you do with your free time? I like to write with mine It’s quite sublime But free time is difficult to find when other add items to growing to-do lists Expectations and responsibilities Favors and reasonable requests The cost of free time ___________________________... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 12
August 28, 2017 No Complaints If I called today bliss I’d be remiss It’s Monday, after all The weekend had the gall To end far too early Leaving me feeling surly Yet I shan’t complain There’s not a drop of rain No Texas-size flood here Praying for friends dear _______________________________... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 35
August 21, 2017 My Award-Winning Vacation Some might call it work, but I used five of my vacation days to prepare for and attend this conference. It didn’t feel like work at all, even though I spent most of it inside on my favorite type of bright, sunny summer days. Normally... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 25
August 7, 2017 My Sweet Pea I named her Bette, after Bette Davis, as a complement to Bogart. She was the best Christmas present I’ve ever received. Sometimes I called her Sweet Pea or Peeper. You’ve never met a more adorable, sweet, and perfect blond Cocker Spaniel puppy in all your... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 30
July 31, 2017 Fear, My Foe My adversary fueled by lies half-truths in disguise You shan’t win oh dreaded fear if I hold truth ever near My devilish foe all deceit my Advocate I’d have you meet He is Truth and the Way You shan’t win but perish this day ___________________________... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 36
July 20, 2017 A Minute of My Story Do you want to hear my story Parts are gory I think you don’t Listen you won’t I feel compelled to write it all Each trip and fall Won’t you please read Hear my heart bleed I write to bring others healing Share this feeling... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 17
July 17, 2017 Flickering Gleam In his eye I see a gleam A bright shining beam It appears as a flare A flash from here to there Optic oscillation Vision quivering A glimmer of a ray Sparkling scintillation At first a subtle twinkle Until it flickers and goes out _____________________________________ It’s... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 31
June 29, 2017 An Ode to Moss Landing I wrote this poem in the guest book at Moss Landing, Ocean Shores, Washington. I took a picture of it to keep a copy and decided to share it today for Open Link Night at dVerse Poets Pub. ________________________ An Ode to Moss Landing, June... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 22
June 20, 2017 Breaking the Rules It’s not about mercy if your destination is Alcatraz It’s not about rehabilitation if you’ve ended up here on the Rock Don’t plan to escape if you try the dig, dash, and dive you won’t be eating shark dinner in San Fran by nightfall You’ll... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 22