“I’ll believe it when I hear . . . ”

I admit it. I was stumped for last week's prompt from Poetic Asides. We were suppose to write a poem with this title: "I'll believe it when . . . " Everything I thought of was incredibly boring or simply dumb. Just like that last sentence. There are imaginings that are brilliant and there are … Continue reading “I’ll believe it when I hear . . . ”


“Hanging onto love”

From time to time, Poetic Asides offers a form challenge. I am not anti-form.  Most of the time, writing within the confines of form forces you tighten your writing and focus and then you end up with a thought or visual you never expected. That's the fun part of form writing. The not so fun part is … Continue reading “Hanging onto love”