I am a undergrad at SOU in Ashland, OR. I also studied in Manhattan for two years, and often travel between my homes in SoCal and Mexico. While I more often write fiction (dark, urban, etc.), I’ve recently found a great passion for poetry as…

Greetings and Salutations! I have again signed up for the insanity that is The Poetry Marathon (okay, half the insanity, since I’m planning to do the 12-hour version again—because sleep); this is my introduction. Among my various roles and attributes, I am: a self-published poet. I am…

Hi, Everyone. Back again, serving time for rhyming behavior. This is either my third or fourth thong–er, I mean thon. Heck of a year for me. Lost house, hubby, health. Currently in chemo, cognitive studies at Jefferson Hospital in Philly, as well as unpacking and…

There are many days I reflect upon our union The memories of our first kiss still has me swooning I wonder what magical manifestations were created on our behalf What sort of divine intervention had to be choreographed? Our love is that of a young…

Hi all! Looking forward to this challenge. Just got home from a professional writer’s conference so I am a little behind schedule. A little about myself: Haven’t written many poems recently. I need to begin and complete small projects in a timely fashion and I…

I made plans and reminders to participate in the morning half-marathon. Life intervenes. For instance, none of my calendar reminders went off this morning. But I also went to bed last night with a writing project that should have been finished only half done. I…

When we hung the babies from the door jamb, Perched in a canvas seat, their turkey drum sticks With plump sticky toes decorating the bone, leapt, Pushed off the Pledge-polished wood floors, with the Strength of an Olympic dead broad jumper in flight. There, they’d…

I don’t remember my exact age, maybe  three, four, but I do remember that I was still in short pants. I was on the dirt road, in front of our house Playing like I was a soldier. I vaguely knew the boy, probably a friend…

I just quit teaching after 26 years. Between that and all the other art I do and all the other stuff I might be able to sell and all the places in the world I’ve been invited to do aikido, I have been very stuck…

So precious that moment When I learned to see! The magic world of my mind As I ventured forth. In short pants I went to play in our back yard. Who knew the wonders it held For a child like me. There I found imaginary…