Floors

Floor beneath my feet Tiny feet Vast floors.   I remember floors Beneath my little feet. Desert sands and picnics. Bare floors and kitchen sets. Stairs and tiny rooms. Staring down and groped.   I remember floors Bricked floor And badminton games. Grassy garden And…

Apples

A school trip becomes an escape to get lost in my favorite place Crispy leaves crunching under foot Birds fly over head that like to avoid the city The chill in the air is perfect for the apple picking season The scent of the cider…

Still…I Live

Still…I live Through life’s uncertainty Through life’s untimely incidents With self and family Still…I live Whether the Sun rises Or the moon sets In joy Or the deep darkness In giving birth Or tears and death Life is rehearsed It still brings the best Srill…I…

Hour 5 Prompt – Backyard

In the backyard Under the mango tree Still are written the words That you never said to me.   A branch leaning over another Tells the story of our childhood When we fought to grab the swing And how everytime you used to win.  …

BABY LADIES

Baby ladies rule Doing the stroll, doing deeds Unheard of before Baby ladies primp And preen in neon puddles Left by summer storms Baby ladies blow Pink bubblegum fire crackers While luring their prey Baby ladies climb Into childhood beds with Shredded teddy bears Baby…

Prompt For Hour Five

Write a poem about a specific location that meant a lot to you as a child or teenager that you have not returned to in many years. It could be a house, a park, a country, anywhere that had particular significance. The focus of the…

one fine day

Keep facing One fine day you will. Keep facing. Boldly blatantly , fear gnawing at your innards But keep facing.   Keep staring into his eyes Even if you’re shit scared. Even if its dark. Keep facing. One fine day you will be across.  …

BABY BOOMERS

BABY BOOMERS Mostly survivors Our fathers returned from The last good great war They built Levittown, Disneyland, American Dreams of perfection TIcky tacky lots With ticky tacky houses, Castles in the sky And we rebelled

Introductions

Please introduce yourself Among the poets here Among the new friends We have yet to meet. Please introduce yourself Tell us who Tell us where And especially tell us why. Please introduce yourself Give us a tiny glimpse Of you, as a poet You, as…

nothing to see here

I woke with spittle on my tongue a fire in my belly a prayer in my pocket but not a lot of hope I trudged through a day meant for Sabbath but loaded up with the firewood that stokes a fire in my belly until…