For What Shall I Strive?

If not happiness, for what shall I strive: Emotion Bottled Logic Anesthetized Wisdom Luminous Connection Vulnerable Stability Reliable Memory by Fortune Tagged: #archives, #poetry, meaning

Fibonacci Cat

Marmalade Cat Dreams blue Wings black eye He trills and crouches low Glass-sheeted screen divide-               bluebird finishes his bath Linked to The Music In It: Adele Kenny’s Poetry Blog and The Fib Review: The Fibonacci poem is a poetry form based on the structure of the Fibonacci number sequence. […]

Chilling with “The Pleasant Horror of Fairytales”

Good afternoon/morning/night, my friends! I’ve been focusing much of my attention on developing some of my poems and flash fiction while the school district is on summer break. However, I came across this nifty set of challenges that give a different prompt each week. This is my response to Challenge #2 called “The Pleasant Horreur […]

Quick Heads Up!

Hey friends :D Lately I’ve been looking at different literary journals that I could send my poetic darlings. I have a few leads that I am going to explore. As a result, I’m not going to be around this weekend except my Weekend Coffee Share. Feel free to do some exploring on my blog. I […]

A Garden Meditation

Sunday morning I rise before birdsong begins and drop of moon in the sky. My chocolate mint, she waits to be bedded down into cool earth among her own kind. Mozart tags along as garden meditation begins. Her breath matches mine, inhale. Trowel digs deep into garden next to spearmint, breathe out and stretch. The […]

Cosmos Pregnant, Stretch Marks Shameless

What if a second could capture the last heart beat her baby kiss 4am grace scent of ridge top Or fresh ground black coffee bedevil now to inverse crystal ball risk Bell jar moonlight Move on with grace Cosmos pregnant, stretch marks shameless In Virginia Yellow headed Blackbirds look like Bees on lilac Image by […]

Jane Eyre: A Found Poem

Human treasure Born delights Independent will I cannot price Withheld Self-respect Sold for Extraneous delights   Linked to Miz Quickly Excerpts from “Jane Eyre” by Charlotte Brönte: “I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.” “I can live alone, if self-respect, and circumstances require […]

My Grimm Poem

Sun dips below the horizon, but Mom’s taking Night classes again Danny waits for his Dad, picture in hand Almost time for food Shipwrecked potatoes dashed with sailor “blood”, sea of Creamed corn— Sister races to the bathroom sick, will Mom ever clock in? My Grimm Reaper poem–Version 2.0–refused to be translated until I used […]

Shake It Up with Invisible Touch

Love Cruiser, Think Up the Dream Domino Throwing Maybe Be Over Tonight, Brazilian Dream of Confusion Today’s prompt over at Poetry 101 Rehab is all about the word “found.” Many of my teenage memories had the tunes of The Cars and Genesis playing on repeat. For this found poem I took the song list from […]

Secret Life of a 90 Year Old Mime

The Muse Has Left the Building The Rare Cat-Cow: The Real Scoop Why Teenagers Can’t Hear Are Table Manners Dead? The Updated Emily Post Virtual Children and Their Instagram Pets Marmalade Dreams and Tadpole Logic Secret Life of a 90 Year Old Mime Politics According to the Mushroom Management Secret to a Slimmer Mario: As […]

Four Thoughts About My Bag

My Alice in Wonderland-coated bag Books, tablet, pencils and journal within Headphones and wallet vanish It is somewhere inside ℵℵℵℵℵℵℵℵℵℵℵℵℵℵℵℵ Rabbit and Mouse in between Alice drinks tea with Mad Hatter Upon a neon pink throne My Alice in Wonderland-coated bag ℵℵℵℵℵℵℵℵℵℵℵℵℵℵℵℵ Treasure-stuffed My Alice in Wonderland-coated bag In hallways or long car ride, it […]

DBT Path: Debbie Corso on BPD and Recovery

Originally posted on Pride in Madness:
DBT Path with Debbie and Amanda is the online DBT class I take. I would like to share with you a recent webinar that Debbie gave about Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) and recovery. The goal of the webinar was to educate individuals with BPD, emotionally sensitive people and loved…

Sun Is Like…

Sun is like batteries for dragonflies Dragonflies are like sons and daughters of the sky Sky is like the backdrop collage of trees Trees are like earthbound clouds Clouds are like tadpoles in our pool Our pool is like a marriage bed Bed is like bait for my dreams My dreams are like images of […]

Ode to a Lawn Chair

Two lawn chairs sit next to abandoned pool Recording secret messages of birds Not made of rocks, marshmallows or tulle But faded flowers, aluminum and words Lawn chair is like a life raft in the middle of a concrete sea Safe from mind blocks, spiders and aching bones Cloud servant and dream ally Lawn chair […]

At Morning Light

Fields lit with red sun brier Songs of moil our attire Evening comes we creep to bed Til cock crows to earn our bread Over at B&P’s Shardoma and Beyond I was introduced to the tanaga, a Filipino poem consisting of four lines with seven syllables each; the rhyme scheme is AABB. I found it interesting […]

Over at the Rock Shoppe

Display counters at a rock shop: Ancient stink of moldy matter, dinosaur Poop a foil for hardened eggs Mother Earth, a trap of unanswered “whys” Owner in rock hunter pose Names each formation, sea of grassy stone round color catches my eye, purple vigorous shine Delicate egg birthed from tumbler time, sparkle purr for me […]

June, Brilliant Voice of Daughters

Mistress of ghostly ice and green fire Adorned in red shadows upon Her throne Distending light to suit Her desire Rulers the winter and summer alone Goddess of marriage she sings a wintry tune Voice of daughters, she’s brilliant June My weekly wikem  about June was inspired by this week’s  prompt by The Happy Amateur. […]

THURSDAY ‘S SPRINGBOARDS

Originally posted on # Writing Prompts from Twitter:
For even more prompts, check with (and follow) @thewritelist @PromptAttn or @SemperSum on Twitter. Updated thru 9:30 a.m. EST: Bare-Bones # Writing Prompts (most, but not all) WOTDs ❤ #ALineADayPoem —Write a line of poetry a day. #5PROMPT — Weekly prompt: HOME – Use it in a 5…

Morning Ritual: A Snapshot

It’s 6:04 on a Thursday morning, the last day of school for my district. Like clockwork me and Spazzer, the marmalade cat are Performing our morning ablations I in lawn chair in a white robe with spotted menagerie Of color Shifting every other minute to keep the Internet signal He at the screen door watching […]

Painting a Bathroom Door With Words

Village of doors stand before me Strewn across the country From Miami Beach to small town Wisconsin White motel door with a Cuban accent recalled The night she watched a man sit in the hall The Human fire alarm Another, behind the hospital, recalled the tenant upstairs Who talked to herself with no one there […]