November 2017 PAD If you haven't yet, try this challenge--write one poem/day for the entire month of November. Then create a chapbook of your poems. It's adventurous. It's irresistible. It's fun! Every October 31, I become feverish/frantic/deathly pale and deliriously pumped for this challenge. Each day, if you join, you'll log into Writer's Digest and check … Continue reading Poeming-Just for the Fun of it!
High on Perfection The prosodist dwells in the literary fountain, with deep-throated roars of rising anger splashing through waves of free writing, fighting against streams of consciousness reading aloud for foreign stones that trip his tingling tongue, prying corroded spondees off the pages, his mouth twisting as he spits them out with rhythmic pounding, juggling … Continue reading High on Perfection
when we returned there's thunder rising toward heaven and the children have gone home rain is falling somewhere across this sleeping world the old man writes quietly in front of the open fireplace his sweet dreams becoming clear as he fills the page when he thinks nobody is listening, he sings softly about faith and … Continue reading when we returned
Holding Myself Captive Nothing is holding the death of our passion at bay in this fog except the bounce of your laughter. I kept thinking prayers would carry us home but I got turned around and forgot to put down my shield and unfurl my fist from my heart. 2017 April PAD Challenge: Day 26
Loving You Nothing compares to clinging together when our hearts have collapsed in the middle of surrender. 2017 April PAD Challenge: Day 25
I Have Faith in Us This time around I won’t look for answers in the dust and damp ash— sometimes ideas are frail flowers. After reading Corinthians and begging for love, you still don't believe there's something waiting for us. But I do. 2017 April PAD Challenge: Day 24