Published in Scuzzbucket·17 hours agoTryst With A PomegranateComing Unstuck — Stuck. Stuck in my head. Prowling around. Stuck. Pacing. Up, down, up again. Bloody stuck. Do something new. Different. Break the mold. Come unstuck. How? It’s taken me thirty-six years to cut a pomegranate. How did I manage this feat? Beats me. I have never ever cut a pomegranate before. …Self2 min read
Published in Scrittura·May 13Holding Up The HorizonSaturday Poetry Prompt: take it from me… — There was a volcano holding up the horizon. I couldn’t see it, there was a rainbow in the way. I skipped headlong toward the rainbow, lengthening my stride — Only to have it implode, midway through the plunge. Brittle shadows swum dizzyingly around me, While time bounced me around on…Poetry1 min read
Published in Scrittura·May 2She Lived In A Red HaloSaturday Prompt: shadow selves — She was entwined with me like a French braid. The red of her shadow personality contrasting with the beige of my everyday self. Everything about her was red. Her power, her anger, the flames that shot out of her eyes when I needed my boundaries protected. …Poetry2 min read
Published in The Howling Owl·Apr 27Write Me A PoemIn the end, all that survives is poetry — Write me a poem that begins where tunnels end — that has seen everything and put it all behind, Write me a poem that neither asks nor hurts — because I am tired of living in spurts, Write me a poem that will be my companion — in hate and…Poetry1 min read
Published in Scrittura·Apr 19The Little Bird of RationalityWednesday Prose Poem: unruly lines — Beware. Be very very still. Hush. The dainty little bird of rationality is poised at the edge, legs tense, about to take flight for the last time. The steady downward descent into the bowels of irrationality has so many frozen moments, they almost seem pixelated, in comical continuity. Someone razed…Prose Poem2 min read
Published in Literary Impulse·Apr 12The Bride Is HomeA Prose Poem — As long as I can remember, it’s always been like this. We live here, in this idyllic haven, tucked cozily snug between the lake, the boulders, and the nurturing forest beyond. All of us are here, your benevolent ancestors. We breathe it all in, the taste of the dipping woods…Literary Impulse2 min read
Published in Scrittura·Apr 5Boomerang: A Prose PoemSaturday Poetry Prompt: bouncing back/around — I thought I heard a zing — and then later, echoes of that zing — but no, it was just my life — boomeranging across continents… Lost — in search of an anchor — something to ease the restless mind — searching for purpose in the form of a person…Poetry2 min read
Published in Literary Impulse·Mar 28City of Snow GlobesA Prose Poem — Parched, my eyes open to another mirage. Shades of blue swim in front of my eyes, dazzling and hopeful. I had wandered through the desert for many days now, or was it months? I had lost all sense of time. Time, matter, emotion — all seemed to be made of…Prose Poem2 min read
Published in Scuzzbucket·Mar 18Wolf In The BloodstreamFree Verse — Three little pigs stood up to a big bad wolf We all know their legendary tale A huff and a puff and houses were blown away One alone stood the test of time, A tale of astuteness and courage, We took heart from the third little pig… Today’s tale is…Poetry2 min read
Published in Scrittura·Mar 13Tiptoe Around The RoomWednesday Prose Poem: what we leave untouched — I tiptoe around your sleeping form — and all the detritus around it — aftermath of another late night with the television — empty packets of chips and half- eaten tins of snacks — the remote lodged under the cabinet — I leave them all untouched — As I learned…Poetry2 min read
