Bliss During the midnight hour, After the world has gone to sleep, Just be still and listen. Listen to your heart. Let your mind run. Pick up that pencil. Let it chase the paper. Savor each word written. Feel the euphoria. One poem finished….
Category: Miscellaneous
The Still of the Morning
POEM 22 It’s five am and the birds have started to tweet and call. Sing softer little Red bird; the sun is still enroute and I am still sleepless. I succumbed to a moment of stillness dropping my glasses and my phone. Ahh but the…
Hour 22 – Whatever Happened to Mr. Hickinbottom?
It is said all they found was his blue windbreaker hanging on a tree a bloody fingernail lodged in its pocket. They searched for his axe, his shoes, drag marks and tire tracks and abandoned shacks – all dead ends. He had simply disappeared like…
Hour Twenty-Two, Wake Up Prompt
Wake Up Call At age thirty-seven I returned to college after fifteen years away, ready to finally finish interrupted bachelors’ degrees from years before. I worked three jobs, raised three kids, attended three campuses, and often got five hours of sleep or less, at times…
Playing It Safe
A Tanka Playing It Safe During the chaos, Books were the best medicine. Neil Gaiman once said, “Books were safer than other people anyway.” So true!
Try It, You’ll Like It (Hour 20, A Nonet Poem)
“You want me to take a bite of WHAT?” “Are you even sure that it’s dead?” “But what if it bites me back?” My questions kept coming. From chopsticks laced with wasabi, he shoved sushi down my throat. (A nonet poem is comprised of…
Late night conversations–5am
Did I hear you right last night, when you said You love me and want me? And did I hear you right when I felt you wrap your arms around me and you whispered ‘Hush, I’ve got this’ and went to war- battling Satan for…
Prompt 22
sometimes everything can go right in the morning Coffee freshly brewed coats my insides with warm hugs its the only way to stay awake sometimes
“Maggie May” – Hour 22
Rod Stewart sang it. My parents said it. My roommate played it. My husband tried it. The marathon requested it. So, here goes… “Wake up, Maggie, I think I got something to say to you.”
“You connect to your fans, like stars to a night’s sky.”
“ You connect to your fans, like stars to a night’s sky.” You connect in the eyes of a fan waiting in line with me at Meet & Greet. It’s her first time meeting you and I encourage her to go to more shows….