The Refrain (A Sonnet)

The Refrain

The Refrain

Behind the lover’s smiles lost in this world
are untold secrets longing to be free.
But lovers’ lips must linger swathed, unfurled
aside tides of stray words flung into the sea.

The futures of our children wait and so
we dance barefoot ’round the world this night.
and sing the story of our love so slow,
so soundless under midnight’s candlelight.

When friends say, “Let us listen to your song,”
I’ll tell them it is written on our hearts
where fickle moss and time do not belong—
only the fading chords of betrothed sweethearts.

Oh, gift me with your moonlit eyes and charms,
and I will die with your sonnet in my arms.



2017 April PAD Challenge: Day 11

The Secret of Love

The Secret of Love

The Secret of Love

A tumble of rain
Soft samba on the river
from midnight to dawn
The secret of love is to
just listen a cappella


Write a Tanka

2017 April PAD Challenge: Day 3

Once, I loved. (A Ghazal)

Once, I loved

Once, I loved. (A Ghazal)

Far the eagle leaps above the snowcapped rise of fortune
as a vagrant laboring low for wayward tithes of fortune.

Riving apples, sodden brown, sprawl cloven upon miry knolls.
Here my basket, lush with breeze, awaits, remise of fortune.

For how long shall my errant hands race the blazing seasons?
This brittle wicker too, hungers for one sunrise of fortune.

I pang for one kiss—a dawn’s delight. My shadow alone grazes.
But yours, in mirrored tales, tarries among untended eyes of fortune.

Silent love is a burden to unsheathe; a glint of steel to awaken.
And I, abandoned to the eagle, arise to parry, blythe of fortune.

April 2017 PAD Day 1


Learn how to write a Ghazal

14 Words for Love


Up for another challenge?

This one is fun. I participated last year and was amazed, amused, and awed by the writing power of poets and writers worldwide sharing their fourteen words for love.

14 Words For Love began last year, with the hope of garnering a few hundred poems to hand out to the homeless, legislators, taxi drivers and teachers–anyone on Valentine’s Day.” Over 3000 poems were collected and distributed.

From their FB page: “It’s time again for 14 Words For Love! Writing a 14-word poem, story or aphorism is a small and fun challenge that hundreds of people–from middle school to assisted living–can do to express love for the world. How does it work? SIMPLE. Experiment here. Write a 14-word valentine.”


Go to 14 Words for Love for all the directions.

Share the love.

Erasure Poetry

Our Lost Jungle challenges us to randomly
take a slice of writing and erase bits of it to create
something new. Erasure poetry is just what it sounds like
and can be quite liberating.

My son had been reading Romeo and Juliet for school
and since that was the closest thing to me, I opened to the first page. I didn’t quite create a new theme, but it was interesting to see what Shakespeare might be like condensed into a free form.



Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,

From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross’d lovers take their life;
Whose misadventured piteous overthrows
Do with their
death bury their parents’ strife.
The fearful passage of their death-mark’d love,

And the continuance of their parents’ rage,
Which, but their children‘s end, nought could remove,
Is now the two hours’ traffic of our stage;
The which if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our
toil shall strive to mend.


My erased version: Shake/Speared love

In dignity
we lay ancient
blood unclean
Two lovers
love of rage
which children toil
to mend.



“The Drift of Love”

The cattails stare
at the forlorn driftwood—

Where the lotus beds sleep,
Where I forgot to say “I do,”
Where you forgot to ask.

Where the kiss you forgot
to give me now rests beneath
the pier,

Where I still drift

patiently in love.

Written for Our Lost Jungle Poetry Form Challenge.
Ekphrasis is a literary description of a visual work of art (usually a painting).

Today, Khara challenged us to snap a photo outside our window. This isn’t exactly outside my window but it is down the street.

Note: “Patience n. A minor form of despair, disguised as a virtue.” AmbroseBierce, “Devil’s Dictionary.”