Published in Scrittura·Nov 29Member-onlyRemembering YouSaturday Poetry Prompt: take it from me — Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min readImage by fluf from PixabayRemembering YouSaturday Poetry Prompt: take it from me----6
Published in The Howling Owl·Nov 23Member-onlyMurky Green BottlesA Prose Poem in Three Snapshots — All I can remember now are the bottles. Green bottles, that should have been murky, but were surprisingly clear. Even through the murky years, vaporizing tears, and dusty memories. Memories of the bottles emerged in three distinct snapshots, like little picture postcards searing the meaning of those points in time…Love3 min readLove3 min read
Published in Scrittura·Nov 16Member-onlyI Am Not Alone: Prose PoemWednesday Prose Poem Prompt: the fear of the child — I must awake before sunrise — some part of the brain on hyperalert, even through the tendrils of sweet sleep — I must wake before anyone else — then I can finally feel the relief — the relief of not being alone in bed — Is it just the malaise…Prompt2 min readPrompt2 min read
Published in Scuzzbucket·Nov 10Member-onlyAnd So I RunNightmare in Free Verse — Through the years that we’ve now been apart, Through the tens of thousands of miles I’ve put between us, You continue to pursue me Now through my dreams, where I am most vulnerable Where the sturdy arms of rationality and logic will not hold me up And I drown again…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Published in Scrittura·Nov 6Member-onlySacrifice of the KnightCinematic Moments: September’s Prose Poem Prompt — I was confused by my rush of emotions that day, I could barely untangle them. Like my fingers splayed out in front of my face, shielding me from the sheer impact of what I watched on screen. Just like my fingers, my emotions splayed, spilling over the rims of my…Prose Poem3 min readProse Poem3 min read
Published in Paper Poetry·Sep 29Member-onlyZenithAn Abecedarian Poem — Alight on me Butterflies in my dreams Come, weave through my fingers Dreams arrive in waves Entwined with rays of light Forever suspended in semi disbelief Gilded edges of my vision attuned Haunting sometimes, haunted sometimes In alignment with the supremely divine Just when I thought all else was lost …Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Published in The Howling Owl·Sep 28Member-onlyRise Unencumbered Like The WindA Prose Poem — How does it feel, to be truly free? Worry smudges the edges of my charcoal painting, and I use it to color in all the whitespace on the canvas of my life. In some ways, worry is my reaction against the cold emptiness of whitespace. A dull ache is better…Worry2 min readWorry2 min read
Published in Scrittura·Aug 27Member-onlyMake Believe: A Prose PoemWho Drives You to the Page — To make love with a stranger is the best. There is no riddle and there is no test. – To lie and love, not aching to make sense Of this night in the mesh of reference. To touch, unclaimed by fear of imminent day, And understand, as only…Poetry3 min readPoetry3 min read
Published in The Howling Owl·Aug 24Member-onlyWhen I Finally Say The WordsFree Verse — Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min readImage by Gaby Stein from PixabayWhen I Finally Say The WordsFree Verse----10
Published in Scrittura·Aug 11Member-onlySleeping Next To You At NightInto the image: August Poetry Prompt — The quilted patchwork of energies settles on to my drowsy eyelids one more time Like Neo’s Matrix, the tiles roll down and down, hypnotizing me through the next roll of the dice, The tunnel veers sharply to the left and I am drawn back, years, eons, till time has no…Prompt2 min readPrompt2 min read
