“The cold tears of her father have made a hill of ice.” Robert Duncan He left the cold for subtropic it hardly ever freezes here, snow is reminisced seems years ago it fell and melted as soon as it hit the ground Warmth…
Category: Miscellaneous
My Hips
My hips aren’t big, but they aren’t very small. They seem to fit my body and the way I walk. When I was younger I tried to shake my hips for everyone to see how much I had going on all around me. My hips…
The Prodigal Son
“Send me word that he has come back,” Said the prodigal son’s father. “Admittedly, he often gets way off track, Blows off steam easily and hasn’t any tact, Yet his return is worth the bother.” “Send me word that he has come back,” Said…
Nature’s Tungue (Last Line in Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman)
Prompts Hour Four Remember, nature sings with a laconic tongue She echos the truth where primal beauty has sprung. that the strongest and sweetest songs yet remain to be sung. Her music and dance will ensure you stay young. If you plant your heart…
Hour 4 Poem 4 Trust
Trust that I’ve always wanted what’s best for you, I don’t put much stock into assumptions and stereotypes, Cheering you every step of the way, Through the slumps and bumps, Victories and triumphs, Bring your friend never was a conundrum, I’m sure the sentiments are…
4 tension lines
I see the strained line, Icy jagged cliffs Cutting off mother-in-law And my husband. It bursts up in the question “Where do I put that?” To the watermelon he just bought. I block the children So the flows don’t slice us. It creates impossible terrain…
Hour Four, 2021 // Grab A Book and Write the Last Line –& Lead Into a Poem
From George’s Marvelous Medicine by Roald Dahl: “For a few brief moments he had touched with the very tips of his fingers the edge of a magic world.” Traveling to the end of the world to touch waves lapping onto the shore, she trusted there was magic…
Wonders
Wonders The Earth hangs upon nothing So does the moon — At least, upon nothing that eyes can behold The Sun remains likewise On its allotted locus The stars, greater and less than our Sun Keep their posts, for all practical purpose Jupiter, Mars,…
4. Are there any questions?
Are there any questions? reverberating through my blurred hazy mind, pounding on my eardrums, heard but incomprehensible. My mouth parched, Heart thumping in my chest! Are there any questions? Are there any questions? I had many, but my frozen brain could not formulate any,…
Hour Four, Last Line of a Book
Terminal Case I should buy two dozen raised garden beds, gravel, dirt, and mulch, seeds, potting soil, and fertilizer, and build a green house in the back yard, plant fruit trees, berry bushes, and vines, and learn to can and preserve it all, in case…